Wednesday, November 12, 2008


There are so many things I can't tell you on this blog. For example, the week before I went to stay in San Francisco, I was frantically finishing a patchwork quilt which I'd promised to my Californian family. (They read my blog and I didn't want them to know.) This is the quilt. I managed to finish it in time and take it over, but I didn't have time to embroider my name and the date on the back for posterity. A forensics expert would know I made it, though. There's no sweat or tears on the fabric but there are pinpricks of blood when my fingers wore through after a day of handsewing, right at the end.

No comments: