That's how many days I have awaken, turned on my iPad, and created a virtual quilt. I thought I might put 730 mitochondria in today's quilt. But that was far too many. There are more than one hundred though. 🌱 I'm glowing with satisfaction. I'm tickled pink by my continuing — increasing — desire to make art. I'm gratified by your delight. 🌱 "The Spirit of the Plants," the first book of my quilts, Paired with Matthew Becker's marvelous herbal poetry, Is at the bindery. Only

I'm a feminist. I'm a green witch. I speak for the rights of women and girls. Most men tolerate feminists. Or did. We don't "hate men." We don't hate anyone. We love women. This just in: According to Secretary of War Pete Hegseth's spiritual advisor Doug Wilson: feminists are "a large army of singularly unattractive and bitchy women". Yup. That's me. Bitchy and unattractive. And, hey, glad to know I'm part of such a large "army." Our weapons are words, not guns. Wit, not sla