Many communities in our country are restricting what teachers can and can’t say in the classroom about issues of race.

I have been feeling my pre-pandemic self lately.  I’m enjoying it but not going to analyze.  I feel engaged and curious and productive.

Exploring a question is what makes quilting interesting for me. This exploration started with an overheard comment (yes, I’m an introvert), a quilter who said she loved the modern aesthetic, and sadly wondered what to do with her beautiful William Morris fabric collection.

It’s May, and my brain and body are starting to relax. I’ve loved having a meaningful job teaching kids in person, but I’ve been stressed out of my mind going in to work.

Experts say schools are safe as long as correct protocol is followed. The responsibility for implementing correct protocol weighs heavily upon me.

When my summer started, I pulled out a box of big quilt tops sitting neglected, and set the goal of quilting them. There were eight in all, and I am now quilting the seventh. There is something calming about knowing my task, and just doing it.

These are strange times, so I have been doing some strange things that are completely out of my comfort zone. It seems a fitting time to try something new.

I’ve given myself permission to play, rather than sew what I should. It’s been a delightful escape in this COVID time. I’ve been playing with scraps, my most favorite thing.