I’ve finally succumbed to the blog. Until now I have claimed that I barely have time to breathe (already gave up on sleep and my own personal space when my third child was born) and would never have time to write a blog.

But the time feels right to start now. I have a Learner plate stuck firmly to my forehead as I find my way around this new world of text and image. And no! I’m not going to ask anyone for help! As usual I must stubbornly, (but elegantly) do things MY way.

Something about me? uumm When I was young, I felt older – in a wise way, not an early maturing way! Now I am in my thirties and I feel younger than my age and ‘marital’ status of 14 years indicates. A teacher once wrote in my report that I was self possessed, at first I regarded it as a compliment, years later I questioned it, now I feel it was a very accurate observation. I’m not possessed by the devil, nor put myself above others, but I AM self sufficient, self motivating, and always trying to quietly achieve.  I always play to win!  and a loss makes me determined to try harder.

I have three gorgeous children in a little house looking out to sea. Very poetic? very windy actually, the house and the children, especially the baby right now. I love fabric, I would love more time to create with fabric but just having fabric around me makes me happy.