The shopping is done, the presents are wrapped, the wind is whipping the snow around outside but I don’t have to go out again tonight. Life is good.
One year ago, I was amused by a clothing tag and felt sad about my lost glove.
Two years ago, I looked back at September.
Three years ago, it was very wintery.
Four years ago, I finished a baby quilt.
Five years ago, my subject was improvisational quiltmaking.
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