Heart's blood

I was just starting to get the hang of text on cloth when I stopped making these badges.

I ran out of red cloth.

Never a favorite, I'm as hard to please red-wise as I am black. It has to be just the right shade or I won't use it.

That will be a dye project in the upcoming season.

Blood on the tracks.

Some fresh air and sunshine

running low

Nope...these are mine. Don' touch.

I've run out of some colors and it's making me edgy.


Here's the updated inventory on the Dirty Threads, on sale until they are gone.

Sunny Jim

I put this up on a FB textile group on Thursday in appreciation for the sunny warm weather we were having.

It's cheerful, yes, but 77-degree weather in the first week of February?

To me, these weather anomalies carry a foreboding that is hard to ignore.

I dragged all the big houseplants out onto the deck. Last night it got cold again and had to bring them all back inside.

Sorry kids.

Charlie Tuesday

My apprentice.

I was about this age when my grandmother put me to the needle and thread.

It was 70 at the park this afternoon.