Hello Everyone,
I'm happy to announce that my friend Melissa, from Honeybee Fabrics is going to offer my Timeless quilt as a BOM and as a kit! You can register for her program HERE.
Hello Everyone,
I'm happy to announce that my friend Melissa, from Honeybee Fabrics is going to offer my Timeless quilt as a BOM and as a kit! You can register for her program HERE.
Hello Everyone,
It's been a wild and wooly ride through the storm of '26 here at Wilder's Last Resort. All of the downed trees took our power and Internet connection out on Monday, 2/16 and wasn't restored until Thursday 2/26. Our Internet was restored on 2/27. During that outage, I did what I could on the Timeless quilt when we turned our generator on.
On a very serious note....because apparently Mother Nature thought we needed some more drama, Thursday night (2/19), while we were completely snowed in, no power, no Internet, Mr. Joe decided to pull a full-on Victorian fainting spell at the dining room table.
One second he’s sitting there, the next he puts his hands to his head and does a perfect face‑plant directly into his plate. And just to be clear....my cooking is NOT that bad.
In about half a millisecond, a hundred thoughts stampede through my brain:
“Is he alive?”
“Can an ambulance even get through to us?”
“Oh wait—the phone doesn’t work, so how am I calling anyone? Smoke signals?”
“Should I trek to the neighbors? Mike’s a former firefighter; he'll know what to do."
As I’m frantically poking around for a pulse, Mr. Joe suddenly pops back to consciousness, looking… well, about as coherent as he normally does, so no major changes there.
I took his blood pressure, and it was perfectly normal, which is more than I can say for my stress levels. Then I got him to his recliner while doing my best impression of an old-timey hand‑wringing heroine. I convince myself he’s probably just dehydrated from all the shoveling...which I didn’t tell him to do that much of, and I was right by his side shoveling along with him.
I finally got him to bed, but of course I couldn't sleep. Instead, I repeatedly look over to check that he’s still breathing.
Friday and Saturday? Still snowed in, because why not.
Sunday, our neighbors heroically dug us out, and off we go sliding down to the Bay Area for a medical checkup.
He got an EKG, and has bloodwork completed and the doctor agrees: just dehydration. All his tests came back fine.
In my last post I didn’t share all this because we didn’t have any results yet, but now you know the whole saga of Joe vs. Fainting in a Blizzard.
I hope to never see a repeat performance.
Soon,
A hand-wringing Lynn
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We finally were able to dig our way out of the cabin yesterday. We felt like two prairie dogs with bad backs digging their way through 4' of snow. The storm wasn't only brutal, it felt as though we were two-bit actors in a disaster movie. I took this picture last Tuesday while I could get through the snow to the back of the lot. There's absolutely no way I could navigate my way down there now through the hip-deep snow.
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In between major power outages lasting for 10-12 hours, I've been working on Timeless and attached the green border.
Hello Everyone,
I finished two of the side, green borders and then put the quilt aside to get ready for company this weekend.
Time to hunker down, stock up on supplies like you’re prepping for a week-long hibernation, drag the firewood somewhere vaguely reachable, and shovel a little path to the generator. This storm is apparently strong enough to knock down trees, which in turn could knock out the power, which in turn will knock out my will to shovel.
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I’ve officially completed two whole sides of the green border—hooray for progress!
Unfortunately, construction is coming to a screeching halt today while I switch careers from Quilter-in-Chief to Etsy Fulfillment Department and Cabin Cleanup Crew. We’ve got weekend company arriving: our mechanical son and his brand‑new girlfriend, whom we have yet to meet. I want to make a good first impression and not have the cabin look like its inhabitants are hoarders.
Meanwhile, my sewing room currently looks like a small tornado wandered in, took a tour, and decided to settle down and spawn baby tornadoes.
Soon,
Lynn
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I have really enjoyed making this medallion quilt. Each row adds so much character to the quilt, and you receive instant gratification seeing it come alive and grow into a real beauty. The little purple blocks are done and now added to the mix.
Our mechanical genius son, Kade, is coming up this weekend to attempt resuscitation of the snowblower....assuming it's not already on life support. His Connecticut trip got pushed back a week, so I'm feeling hopeful that we won't have to wait until Spring for a daring mountain rescue.
Meanwhile, Weather Underground keeps increasing the snow totals like it's trying to win a prize.....or gold medal!
Bob, husband of my dear friend Candace and full-time fountain of questionable wisdom, suggested that Mr. Joe spray the entire snowblower with WD-40. (Isn't WD-40 extremely combustible?????) If that fails, give it a good whack with a hammer. And if that fails, pour Vodka in the gas tank. To clarify; the snowblower's gas tank, not Mr. Joe's!
With advice like this and Kade's impending arrival, I'm optimistic the Great Snowblower Saga will finally come to a close this weekend....one way or another.
Soon,
Lynn
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I'm engaged in my very own Olympics here at Wilder's Last Resort by doing some Olympic sewing. I'm not a Quad God but my pincushion resembles a spiky crown.