Pear Creations

My moms pear tree is dripping with fruit. Spiced pear jam called me when ever I looked at the pears. We collected buckets of pears, pealed them, mixed them with sugar, cinnamon and a perfect potion was made. Presents for the holidays are stored away. We opened a jar later in the week to eat on pancakes, spread next to peanutbutter and scoop on ice cream. The girls smiles were from ear to ear.

Red Grapes

K loves them! I bite them in half and she gulps them down. I think she ate 20 grapes. She is coming into her own. She wants to sit on her own chair, have her own toys (or her sisters toys if they look interesting) and her own books to read. Now all we need are some words to go along with her opinions and wants.
This is my beginning here.
I am finally able to sit at the sewing machine again. I am getting enough sleep to have creative thoughts. My day dreams are going to start turning into beautiful clothing.