The process of cutting out a pattern, threading the machine, and stitching through these projects has served, in a small way, to connect my past, present, and future.
In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind. Job 12:10
On the very day the calendar turned from November to December, the boys and I dragged our Christmas boxes up from the basement. As always, they set up the nativity scene first, spread out on a green velvet cloth that covers my mahogany-wood-from-the-jungle table in the corner of our downstairs hall. (That table has a nice … Continue reading The Year of the Dinosaurs