Winter is here….and our grandma quilts are out of the cedar chest and about the house. They are full of magical memories of love and warmth, kisses, sweet apple pies, and stories shared beside the fireplace as the icicles drip off the eaves of time.
Richard Rensberry https://www.booksmakebooms.com/grandma-quilts.html
Natural selection came in the night and trimmed our forests. The power went with the trees that fell and the limbs that broke from the burdens of wet snow. Not even the snowplows were ready for this one. Next springs lilacs are going to look like a Charlie Brown Christmas Tree.
Quilting warms our hearts in many ways and this rhyming kid’s book is a gift that keeps Continue reading
If I were snow,
I’d conspire with the wind.
We’d twirl and dance around your hat
and bite your ears and chin. Continue reading
Painting by Richard Rensberry
the sun is piercing bright.
My eyes burn, water and blur
blind and shut. They seek
the darkness and comfort
of earth beneath snow
as white and deep as January. Continue reading