sandhillsis on September 14th, 2009

It was eight o’clock Halloween night, 2002. I was nine months pregnant with Deputy Barney and W was three then, singing and splashing around in his bath when the phone rang. I closed the door to the bathroom when I went to answer it. “Hello…” “B, it’s your mother.” She was crying. I knew that Dad’s [...]

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sandhillsis on February 1st, 2009

I love quilts. They used to be a chronicle of every day simple life. A time when folks didn’t ‘quit on a garment, just cause it had a little age.’ (Can you name that movie.) Instead, passing it from one person to another, maybe rebuilding with patches or letting out the hem when a growth [...]

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