Prairie Avenue Comes Alive!

Today I bring you a guest post from Steve Reginald, the guy who singlehandedly is dragging all of us to the nineteenth century on the Avenue of Dreams. Almost three years ago, I sat in the coach house of the Glessner House Museum, in Chicago, for the first time. I was...

I Can’t Quilt, But I Can Write

Straight stitches. Strong stitches. Even stitches. Patient stitches. Yeah, that’s where you lose me. Patience. My mother has made some beautiful quilts over the years, and I’m pleased to have some of them in my home. Last time I visited her, I wondered if she would...

The Great Platte River Road

Fifteen years of curiosity came to a head at Thanksgiving. Fifteen years ago, my family moved from Illinois to Colorado. Since the extended family hub is still near Chicago, we’ve trekked back and forth too many times to count. My kids started asking for their...

Christmas in July. And December

Years ago, I lived in a town with limited employment opportunities. A woman in our church caught me working on a quilt, discovered I was capable of sewing wearable garments (not any more!), and offered me a job. She was the manager of fabric store, part of a national...

How Much Money Is Enough?

Have we always been fascinated with the lifestyles of the rich? I have no doubt that people with wealth can use it for the good of others. Sometimes, though, I swallow hard at the public choices people with a LOT of money make. How much money did Kim...