I was looking around for a focus for my next quilt — a quilt to celebrate my mom-in-law’s new room — when I ran across Tonya’s work on Word Play Quilts. I’m having fun! I have 3 words done so far and have another 3 in the planning stages. And I have a nice panel… Continue reading Quilting words!
Author: bkb
I'm an archivist and a librarian. I quilt. I'm a Quaker. I'm married. We have 2 cats and a dog. We live in upstate NY in lovely, but gray, Ithaca.
Memorial quilt for Coder
Part of my mourning for Coder has included making a memorial quilt in his honor. I made a small quilt when our cat Squeaky passed away and felt that it was good for me to do that. Coder’s quilt is still a work in progress, but the top itself is done. I just have to… Continue reading Memorial quilt for Coder
Coder has gone to the Rainbow Bridge
Our Cardigan Welsh Corgi, Coder, passed away on Sunday March 20, 2011, sometime between 5 and 5:25 am. He was snuggled up against my legs and his passing did not wake me up, so hopefully it was peaceful. He had been diagnosed with “something wrong” in September 2010. That was formally diagnosed as histiocytic sarcoma… Continue reading Coder has gone to the Rainbow Bridge
Coder, the corgi!
Coder is a Corgi-with-a-tail. We got him from rescue, so his past is a mystery, but as an adult, he has the body structure of a Cardigan rather than a Pembroke Welsh Corgi. He’s taller, longer and has the legs that turn out. For a modern Cardigan, he’s a bit small, his ears are smallish… Continue reading Coder, the corgi!
Zinni – the former barn cat
Continuing with the theme of cats, I will introduce Zinni. She is a former barn cat and although we got her before she was 6 months old, she can be quite shy with new people. She was very plump last summer and the vet informed me she was going on a diet — and that… Continue reading Zinni – the former barn cat
Frankie, the fluffy one
Frankie is our rescue Himalayan cat. His fur is long and very soft and floats forever in the air. At this time of year, the static in his hair is such that when we comb him, the hair that comes out flies from the comb back onto his body. So we have to wipe him… Continue reading Frankie, the fluffy one