On Saturday evening I was walking with my husband and son to get ice cream scoops at our local place (*glimmer*) and along the way, a woman emerged through her garden fence carrying a very young but very large (18-20 lb?) pit bull puppy. She looked embarrassed and explained that she was fostering the puppy and so she wouldn’t be able to carry him around much longer. She further explained, as she set him on the ground, that the puppy was blind and deaf. He was sweet, and goofy, curious, clumsy and floppy in all the best puppy ways, and we marveled at how quickly he’d learned to navigate by smell plus learn the sign language which his foster family used to communicate (they would tap on various parts of his body). Big *glimmer.*
Oh my gosh, this is just an amazing story--thank you so much for sharing it! I can imagine how that must have felt (you've written it so wonderfully). I am going to be smiling about the sweet sign language pup all day. Thank you!
Thank you so much for letting me know, Margaret! That was my childhood bookstore--or one of them.
My mom had her office across the street from the Depot. (Upstairs from what I think is called the Corner Bar now). We spent all our money buying gum in what used to be a pharmacy and is now a boutique selling $300 dresses 😂
I went to the Texas Quilt Museum last week to see an exhibit of quilts by Libby Lehman. Ms. Lehman was an unbelievably talented machine quilter whose career was cut short by an aneurysm and subsequent stroke. Miraculously she survived, but is no longer able to quilt. While viewing these stunning quilts, I met her sister, also visiting the exhibit. I so thoroughly enjoyed hearing anecdotes about Libby and her process from someone who knows her!
What a fantastic experience! Thank you so much for sharing it. I'm going to look up Libby Lehman and see her work.
I remember learning about the quilters of Gee's Bend when I was in college and being blown away by how beautiful quilts could be. I'd love to go to that museum some day.
On Saturday evening I was walking with my husband and son to get ice cream scoops at our local place (*glimmer*) and along the way, a woman emerged through her garden fence carrying a very young but very large (18-20 lb?) pit bull puppy. She looked embarrassed and explained that she was fostering the puppy and so she wouldn’t be able to carry him around much longer. She further explained, as she set him on the ground, that the puppy was blind and deaf. He was sweet, and goofy, curious, clumsy and floppy in all the best puppy ways, and we marveled at how quickly he’d learned to navigate by smell plus learn the sign language which his foster family used to communicate (they would tap on various parts of his body). Big *glimmer.*
Oh my gosh, this is just an amazing story--thank you so much for sharing it! I can imagine how that must have felt (you've written it so wonderfully). I am going to be smiling about the sweet sign language pup all day. Thank you!
Also, I spotted your tulip book at The Depot (bookstore and cafe) in Mill Valley and took a photo but couldn’t find a way to forward the photo to you…
Thank you so much for letting me know, Margaret! That was my childhood bookstore--or one of them.
My mom had her office across the street from the Depot. (Upstairs from what I think is called the Corner Bar now). We spent all our money buying gum in what used to be a pharmacy and is now a boutique selling $300 dresses 😂
Thanks so much for sharing this with me!
I went to the Texas Quilt Museum last week to see an exhibit of quilts by Libby Lehman. Ms. Lehman was an unbelievably talented machine quilter whose career was cut short by an aneurysm and subsequent stroke. Miraculously she survived, but is no longer able to quilt. While viewing these stunning quilts, I met her sister, also visiting the exhibit. I so thoroughly enjoyed hearing anecdotes about Libby and her process from someone who knows her!
What a fantastic experience! Thank you so much for sharing it. I'm going to look up Libby Lehman and see her work.
I remember learning about the quilters of Gee's Bend when I was in college and being blown away by how beautiful quilts could be. I'd love to go to that museum some day.