Hello Everyone,
Tuesday, May 12, 2026
Little House on the Prairie Remake
Wednesday, April 29, 2026
Sew'n Wild Oaks April Retreat
I'll be posting more images over the next few days.
Saturday, April 18, 2026
The Case of the Missing Quilt
Then, miracle of miracles, it was finally delivered yesterday afternoon, along with a sincere apology from the post office for any inconvenience this may have caused. Inconvenience? Let's just say the extreme anxiety spiral I experienced was, indeed a great deal of trouble and I will start processing the paperwork on Monday to get a full refund of the entire cost of shipping, which was huge to pay for the cost of 2nd day air and insurance.
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Cabin Happenings
Hello Everyone,
It's been a flurry of activity at the cabin. 'Timeless' is almost a finish!
Monday, March 23, 2026
What's happening at Wilder's Last Resort
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.
Sunday, March 1, 2026
The Aftermath of the Storm of '26
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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