Starch or No Starch? What’s Starch?

There are three kinds of people in the world – those who love to iron, those who hate to iron, and those who have no earthly idea what an iron is. I love… Continue reading

Summer Afternoon Walk

Well, it’s summer, it’s hot, and you might be feeling like you could use a little vacation.  I can’t get you a real one, but if a virtual vacation would tide you over,… Continue reading

Quick and Easy Display Board

If you’re like most of the Textile People I know, you have a huge variety of interests, and end up volunteering for events that educate people about them. It’s becomes easy to spend all your time on volunteering instead of actually pursuing… Continue reading

Child’s Flour Sack Dress

I got this little dress at an antique shop about 15 years ago, and I’ve always loved it for the creative use of flour sacks.  The seamstress didn’t have as much of the… Continue reading

Butterfly Quilt

Between a big mustang grape harvest, a goat with a hernia, and a brief power outage, I haven’t been getting as much quilting done as I would like.  But one of the groups… Continue reading

A Manly Textile

The men I know don’t really care about any specific textiles (except those ugly free T-shirts that they manage to collect frequently), but here is one I associate with my dad. He was stationed… Continue reading

The Unexpected

About once a week, I go to the WordPress Reader, and follow a topic I”m interested in.  A month ago, I was following “quilting”, and I saw a post titled “What do you… Continue reading

Mustang Grapes

For three years, we’ve been living on land that has been in my husband’s family for 50 years, but we are still far from knowing everything about it.  Just this weekend as my… Continue reading

Spinsters Gone Wild

Craftswomen are well known for working in groups – quilting bees, spinning retreats, knitting societies… the list goes on.  For summer fun, you may be thinking of planning such a Girls’ Night Out,… Continue reading

Textile Teachers – Knitting

When I was seven, my mom arranged for me to have knitting lessons with an older lady, Mary,  who lived up the street.  Every Saturday I went at two o’clock for an hour’s… Continue reading