I've been sewing and crafting every since I was old enough to pick up a pair of scissors. I remember sitting on my (great-grandmother) Mammaw's lap, sewing ever-so-slowly on her sewing machine, while she pressed the foot pedal. I wasn't tall enough to reach the pedal yet. :-) I remember helping her hand-quilt the quilts she'd hang from a big rack attached to her living room ceiling. Truth be known, I was so young that my "help" was probably more of a hindrance at the time (ha ha), but nevertheless, she patiently showed me how quilting was done. All the pieces were tediously cut by hand. Rotary cutters didn't exist at the time. Sometimes the accuracy of the hand-cut pieces left a little to be desired (ha ha), but her quilts always turned out beautifully. I was fortunate to inherit many of them, and I cherish every one.

My Granny (grandmother) also taught me how to sew little stuffed animals, pillows, and even a few articles of clothing. As it turns out, I'm definitely NOT good at sewing clothes, and the crocheting skills she tried to teach me went right over my head, but I did learn how to use a sewing machine proficiently. I loved spending the day at her house, both of us giggling like little girls, and me sitting at her feet, watching in amazement as she crocheted so fast that her hands were a blur.

Both my Mammaw and Granny have sadly passed on, but I hope to keep their art alive by continuing to sew in memory of them. :-)

Robert is the tent-setter-upper, the inventory-loader/unloader, and occasionally he even helps with my sewing. He "loves" to iron! ha ha (Well, not so much, but he doesn't complain.) He's also the creator of the gorgeous lathe-turned wood pens that are on display at our craft fairs. He works a regular job, so he's not able to make as many pens as he'd like, but he does a wonderful job on them. :-)