A New Focus
Hello and welcome to my website! I'm delighted you stopped by. With optimism for the future as well as heartfelt sadness for a changing of the guard, The Pine Needle Quilt Shop has closed its doors after 25 wonderful years. Perhaps the most wonderful part is the wildly creative, generous community of quilters who, along with Geri (owner) and her staff, always made The Pine Needle feel comfortable, inviting and inspiring. I am so very happy to know that the sewing legacy of that location will continue as Montavilla Sewing Center opens there this summer.
With change comes the opportunity to redefine so I too am shifting my focus. I have always loved the immersive experience of going away for several days to delve into a fun, exciting quilt project. I am so fortunate to get to teach at several of The Pine Needle's retreats in 2018 and beyond. Geri and I are planning new venues, new teachers and new projects so stay tuned!
All our 2018 retreats are full but if you are interested in any of our 2019 retreats, hop over to The Pine Needle website and add your name to our mailing list.
Best wishes to all of you for many happy quilting days in 2018!
With change comes the opportunity to redefine so I too am shifting my focus. I have always loved the immersive experience of going away for several days to delve into a fun, exciting quilt project. I am so fortunate to get to teach at several of The Pine Needle's retreats in 2018 and beyond. Geri and I are planning new venues, new teachers and new projects so stay tuned!
All our 2018 retreats are full but if you are interested in any of our 2019 retreats, hop over to The Pine Needle website and add your name to our mailing list.
Best wishes to all of you for many happy quilting days in 2018!
Tribute
My father died this past January at age 84. He lived his entire life in East Tennessee. He died of aspiration pneumonia due to dysphagia (inability to swallow properly). It was a terrible way to die, truly, not that there are particularly good ways to go but Dad's death was a desperate struggle. Hospice nurses are angels; they brought him peace. My heart is full of gratitude for them. Trying to articulate my sense of loss of the longest relationship I will likely experience is extraordinarily challenging so I will just say that I miss him.
There were only a few (but well worn) favorite topics of conversation we shared over many years: managing money, gardening and politics. Dad was happiest when driving his tractor, working in his garden, or playing with his giant white dogs. Here are a few of my favorite photos of Dad; these were taken by my brother Terry. |