Advice from a Small Town Girl

Because even though you might be reading this on Thursday, I'm writing it Monday, while spending time in the company of women.

And dogs.

And trees.

I may not be my usual wordy self, because I'm typing this with my fat index finger on the incredibly tiny keyboard of my "smartphone."

(If it's so smart, how come it didn't remind me to bring my laptop?)

Oh, that's right; I don't have one.

At any rate, I am on day two of a four-day quilting retreat at Palouse Divide Lodge up the road from Harvard.

Idaho.

I think there are 15 of us here, and I can't begin to describe the weird mix of anticipation an...