May Rose Well

 I have been working on a quilt since 2011. It is a project I began in November that year and ever since have been coming back to it little by little and adding onto it. I began with only the fabric and left over stuffing from a school pillow making project in family studies class for junior high. I loved this little fabric shop near my grandmother's house in the valley and looking at all the patterns makes it almost impossible to choose the right one for yourself that you will continue to love down the road. However, I am quite satisfied with the purple flowery fabric younger me has chosen to make the colourful splotches that I presume are trees or bushes. (photo I took of the quilt after it has been folded in my closet for a while)  I cut out these round shapes and stuffed them to give the quilt a 3-D dimension off the rolling hills of green fabric. The design is very simply one I sketched out on paper before sewing it all by hand (I am not great at using a sewing machine ev...

Dear Readers,  I have yet another short story I wrote in the past to share with you today. This one I wrote when I was a barely a preteen and then proceeded to use it in a school assignment in grade eight. I will be editing out a few details as it was written when I was just a kid, so do forgive any child-like telling here. I hope you enjoy this piece of short fiction:  (photograph I took at the local park of the frozen pond) The Night The Storm Hit      My name is Olivia. I live in Nova Scotia in a small town. We live up on a hill, but even so, our basement still floods sometimes when it rains. We have a sump pump but it only does its job half the time.      I turned on the T.V. to the news channel.       "What's the weather?" I said out loud to myself.      "Now to Jeff with the local forecast." The T.V. news cast said as they switched screens.      "Thank you, Bev. Well, not sunny. Just another ...