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A great parenthood song by friends Mackenzie and Randy Chester… There will be a time for tea and coffeeThere will be a time for quiet cafesThere will be a time for reading and writingAnd dreaming the day away But now is the time of pitter patterNow is the time of what’s the matterLet me kiss […]

This looks more like the one I dreamed. I have to look at it for a few days before I know if it’s finished.

Some stuff I’ve been hearing from God the past few weeks…maybe somebody else will get something from it too? 1 be at peace i am listening to you i will cause your heart to rest you have locked me out with the lies of your brain that you are not good enough to find me

Using this pattern I found on Etsy, I made Heidi a new car seat cover out of some of the Raggedy Ann fabric I got from Spoonflower. This was a tough project; sewing through all those fabric and stuffing layers was very arduous.

This is not really my style of music but it is so fun to goof around with Garageband! This song is about a recurring dream I had over many years about a fish aquarium, and the interpretation I received while eating a fish taco with my friend’s family. Whoa, I never thought about how ironic

I went to a Wovenhand concert last night in Pittsburgh. Very interesting experience. Like being in the bowels of a wooly mammoth? Concerts make me want to be in a band. Well, I’ve always wanted to be in a band, but I’ve never felt that I could just get some people together and make it

I got my new fabric which spoonflower graciously gave me in replacement of the scratchy fabric they accidentally printed Jason’s Chinese village on. They have really excellent customer service. The print looks really awesome (much better than this photo), and there are no traces of banding anymore, even with the browns in the swatch they

I took some pictures of my cutie cute heads the other day in my husband’s office, which is a small room that juts off the front of our house and has 5 windows, hence excellent light. Here are some of my favorites.

Who would go out on this night? Snowdrift road devoid of light You pulled me into the bitter air Who is driving, why and where? Ice forms and melts in my hands Drips from my hair and clings to my neck I’ve been outside far too long My eyes frozen shut long You cannot see