tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post4703363476604321768..comments2024-01-20T07:37:19.842-05:00Comments on waiting for the muse: Did I ever tell youSandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04286461271083389001noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post-65444033779684793182009-04-02T16:58:00.000-04:002009-04-02T16:58:00.000-04:00PS I am extra crazy about your "Bear Pause" quilt....PS I am extra crazy about your "Bear Pause" quilt. I'm glad your bear paw blocks are living such varied and colorful lives.Terry Granthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16650965451863656517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11217277.post-79495259083589004482009-04-02T16:56:00.000-04:002009-04-02T16:56:00.000-04:00I am laughing at your bear story--not because of t...I am laughing at your bear story--not because of the demise of the poor bears, but because it is the most unlikely sounding story I have read here. Who knew you were from pioneer hunter stock? <BR/><BR/>Years ago I was helping to clear out my grandmother's house when she went to a nursing home. I made the mistake of sticking my arm waaaaay back into a deep cupboard and encountering fur. I pulled out a nasty, moth-eaten pelt and was told it was the coyote my dad had shot and mounted when he was in High School and it was mine for the taking! I was ready to toss it in the trash, but paused long enough to call my brother. He now has the coyote and thinks it is a grand antique remnant of our frontier roots. Ewwww.Terry Granthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16650965451863656517noreply@blogger.com