My “office” has been relocated to my mother’s old studio in the back bedroom in the house, stuffed full of her work. Books, magazines, patterns, pens and pencils, hoards of fabric in every possible hue, a Bernina (!!!), piles of classical music CDs, photographs and notebooks, etc. Several of her finished pieces including art quilts…

Oh ugh. Moving is bad enough, but moving in with your family… that’s not so good. Most of my things are either in storage or in boxes in my father’s garage. Every time I bring a new box into the house he gets upset. But what can I do? There are orders to ship and…