Jan May

Where on earth's my needle? ... I'm sure I put it there, glanced away for just a tick - It isn't anywhere! I've searched the sofa, searched the mat, it's driving me insane... I've even checked the bloody cat, in case she is too blame. There's always some diversion that stops me sewing thread, The phone, my job, the postman calls...daydream in my head. The dogs need walking, kids need food, husband's lost his keys, I do these things & want to scream "Let me do my sewing PLEASE! Inside my head's a catalogue - ideas not yet begun, Add to that the pile of WIPs all hoping to get done... Enough to keep me busy well into sometime next year. But which year? (I often ask myself, it is my private fear.) I am the Queen of putting off those things that must be done, So easily distracted, it's simply not much fun. I'm going to try so very hard .... Hey, Folksy - here I come... But first I need my needle - I've found it.

Got your walking shoes on? Never mind.... Let's meander around the Boston Freedom trail in pictures. Ashamed to say I've forgotten most of the historical stuff! I just love this photo of the steeple against the sky... I'm fascinated by architecture and couldn't resist snapping this feature... Was charmed by the name of this bank - and what would five cents get you nowadays? Love this shot combining the old and the new - a famous landmark, all but swallowed up by the modernity around.... Rather proud of this shot... Should you ever get the chance to go to Boston, whatever you do don't miss this treat.... Foodie heaven Was captivated by this architecture One of the most poignant memorials I have ever seen - a dog tag hanging for every US serviceman lost in the Iraq war. Simple - just listening to the tags rustling in the breeze made my spine tingle. Hmm - wonder if it is? On

Hello there. Are you going to join me in a little tour of Foxhollow? Foxhollow is a quaint little cottage, tucked away down a quiet country lane in deepest Cornwall. The home of my in-laws, it oozes gorgeousness at every turn, both inside and out. A lucky few come along and share the delights on Fridays, when Elaine holds her Foxhollow Quilters Day Classes. We all gather round in the Country cabin and coo over the latest makes, whilst Terry is indoors preparing us a delicious lunch. Grab your coffee..... Come explore with me...... Isn't this gorgeous? It's just a small sample piece made by Elaine and displayed in the cabin. I'm always drawn to it. I think the collection of rosy fabrics against the black is stunning. Now imagine sitting down for lunch and gazing around at sights like this next one. There are little collections of the prettiest things everywhere. It's a visual delight, but I'm oh so glad it's not me who has to do the dusting.

Don't we all dream of that perfect space? That crafty little haven that you can call your own, decorate as you wish, and in which you can unleash your creative side to it's full potential. Oh how I wish! Just a brief little google search unearthed this little lovely - isn't it gorgeous? Highly recommended for a coffee break... type in sewing studio, sit back and enjoy. (take care though, or you could still be browsing at tea-time). Trouble is, for most of us we simply don't have the space, therefore the studio of our dreams remains just that. Particularly in the UK, our homes simply don't have the space. Our creative genius is blighted by the restraints of family needs and that ever present stumbling block - budget. However, given the opportunity I would grab it with both hands. Aside from my kitchen, the studio of my dreams would become the hub of my home. What would I require: A light and airy room, a spacious desk in front of a window with a lovely view to