I love to sew, it can be a doll I’m making or a table runner for a show. But quilts and quilting are my favorite. If not for the fact I have to work to pay my way I would sew all day on a quilt.
Quilts bring so much happiness as they begin to take form in front of me, seeing all the colors as they blend. Sometimes I may only be using two colors as in my redwork quilts, but still the beauty is there. Many of my quilts can be found hanging on my walls, they are like a forever photo. I can hear my father now, he would say take it down and use it to cover up.
Some of my quilts make it to the craft shows, recently I had a customer who fell in love with a “Beatrix Potter” quilt I made. Who doesn’t love Beatrix Potter. I have in my collection a few quilts that my mother made some thirty years ago. They are the stamped embroidery kind which she enjoyed doing until the wee hours. Back then she stayed up late waiting for my Dad to return from work, she would stitch and my younger sister would play on the floor with her dolls. These quilts are priceless, because Mom made them. I used to wrap my son in them when he was little, now the grandchildren like to use them.
There have been many quilts I’ve made for new babies, some of those were sold at the shows, others
were made special to welcome a new baby in the family. I love to hear how much the parents enjoy the gift of a quilt, a treasure forever to be sure. I once overheard a comment, that sometimes the
quilts are to pretty to use so the receiver keeps it stored away. I say use the quilt, they are made and meant to be used. Quilts today are made from a variety of textures and fabrics. I have used a bit of upholstery fabrics in some of my quilts. A lot of love and time goes into making a quilt, I call it a labor of love. For example the quilt I’m restoring for a customer has been used and loved for many years, hence the need for restoring. Quilts are part of our history, family heirlooms to treasure and hand down to the next generation. For now, I’m off to do just that, take time for quilting.
Today I finally got around to separating my Peace lily plant. It has been overgrown for many months, but life kept getting in the way. I have to work, No I need to write. Time goes by, I’ll do it tomorrow. Meanwhile its needing more space and I’m off to another craft show, meeting, or chasing the dogs.
Putting things off until another day is just an excuse not to get it done. I know there is a word for people like myself who do that. I know but the quilt needs to get done, dinner needs to be cooked, served, clean the kitchen, time for bed.
This is why I have two stacks of clean laundry to put away, papers to read and write the book, already. So I try not to feel guilty about the plant. But I feel guilty no more, its done. So while it really needed to be separated, there are eight plants to find the right spot for in my already, don’t tell anyone, crowded house of plants. What can I say I love plants, birds, quilts, books, stop me now. On a serious note, the Peace lily is a very lovely plant, its leaves are graceful, when in bloom the flowers are beautiful. I find it to be a calming, relaxing kind of plant. They just need lots of space, which now they have it. Anything I can do with my hands, whether its my writing, quilting or fussing with my plants, I see it as therapy. When I’m sitting in the sunny window, the plants provide the atmosphere for relaxation and getting done what I set out to do.
A bird chirping or the dog snoring is always welcome too.
Wow, it has been a year. As I sit here with my cats, the dog and my love I’m happy to bid farewell to this past year. It seems that we were able to survive the big flood, some of us were hit harder than others, we lost a lot of family possessions but we still have each other. Prior to the flood I made my second trip to New York for a conference. The first trip however was fabulous, I saw with my own eyes my Grand Central quilt hanging in the Grand Central station.
I still get chills when I think about it, that for me was quite an achievement and an experience I
will never forget. The quilt is a tribute to my Dad who worked for the railroad his whole life, I didn’t know I loved trains so much until I took a ride to see my mom when she was ill. From that moment on, I have loved everything trains. I only wish my Dad were here to share stories with, he would tell me things about trains like only my Dad could.
I look forward to the new year with lots of excitement, my plate is filling up fast. I will be speaking about my Grand Central quilt, writing and life with my furry, feathered friends. I will be attending another conference and big news, my book will be completed soon. It has been in the works for a long time, I’m anxious to wrap it up.
Life has its many ups and downs, one of those would be the loss of my sister. She was a fighter her
whole life, she never gave up and she lived life her way. She was one of my greatest admirers and best friend. I have many fond memories of our lives growing up together and all the good times. As this year draws to a close, I think of the new memories that this coming year will bring to all of us. Have a blessed new year.
Today has been very relaxing, got my errands done early and came back home. I kicked off my shoes and went to work on a project that needs to be finished for Christmas. I’m busy mending a very
tattered quilt. In my opinion, every quilt is worth at least trying to save it. This one I’m working on needs lots of help, but I can already see that the repairs I’ve made are quite an
We all can use some improvement from time to time, I know I can. Change my attitude from good to better, change my perspective about certain situations, you get my drift. Now after losing my sister at a young age, my eyes are wide open to more of what life has to offer.
Don’t take others for granted, enjoy life and have fun. I have many quilts to complete, a house to clean, pardon me did I say clean house. Oh it has to happen sooner or later.
I must tend to my flock, the animals who are family, they think I’m Mom you know. With all that I do for them I am Mom. I often feel like my mother back then but she had lots of help. Its at the holiday time when I miss my parents the most. They were the glue that held us all together, these
days we don’t spend near as much time together, everyone is so busy. Life as we know it is busy,
we work, we are parents, grandparents, we are older, and so it goes. Like the old quilt in need of
repair, so too can we mend from this loss. And we will carry on, my sister is at peace. I think
perhaps there is quilting in heaven. Be happy, my sister as I know that you are.
Life can change at a moment’s notice, sometimes without any warning. When life throws you a curve ball it makes one stop and think. For me I count life’s blessings every day, and I thanked God for one more day with my family, my loved ones and especially my sister. God has called her home, taken her from all the pain and suffering she had endured over the years.
She knows how much she was loved, and cared for by all who knew her, even on a bad day. For those she left behind, we will truly miss her, I’ll miss her smile, and her eyes. each time she rolled them at me if she disagreed with me.
We were sisters for a very long time, no one can fill the void she left or the ache in my heart, but I will cherish forever the memories we had, and the love of family.
I miss you already Deb, cherish our times together and never forget that you were my sister.
Every day my dogs look forward to their walk, when I leave the house they hope to be tagging along. Yesterday was no different for them, it wasn’t cold out at all. But my little dog knew because he knows me so well that I was different. We had a nice walk, then came home. I refilled my coffee cup and headed back out with my husband for a visit to see my sister. It was a nice visit, there was lots of family there but I was sad to leave. Its difficult to process because it was perhaps the last time I will see her.
She has been ill and fighting a battle for many years, she struggles to make it through each day putting a smile on her face whether she wants to or not. Why does life have to be so unfair at times. Its Christmas, there should be joy in my heart where there is sadness. Take the time to tell the ones you love that you do love them. Enjoy each and every day that you have together.
I love you my sister, that is true.
We are already half way through December, one more day closer to Christmas but I’m not feeling it in my heart the way I should. So much rushing here and there, Black friday sales that are not necessary and the traffic, to fast and to much. The holidays aren’t like when we were kids and Mom was baking cookies and we were watching Rudolph on the tv.
But now its all changed, stores start hyping Christmas before Halloween gets here, then sales on everything from clothes to cars are hot must have items. I close my eyes and can still see my Dad tip toeing around on Christmas Eve looking for milk and Mom’s fresh baked cookies. While I reminisce, life goes on as we know it.
Saturday I have one more show for those last minute shoppers looking for one or perhaps two more items.
I have been blessed this year with family and friends, but loved ones who are not feeling well are constant reminders of how truly blessed I am and each day is a gift. While people shop and sip hot cocoa or eggnog, I will reminisce a little more. Thank goodness I have those memories to lean on, for those were the good old days when I was young.
All work and no play can make a person dull, but then perhaps too much work can keep the mind from winding down. It is a busy time for me right now with lots of sewing to do for friends and family. There is also lots of craft shows every weekend to keep up with. Then I have to make time to feed and walk the dogs, entertain the cats and sing along with the birds. Oh the birds, they want those fresh vegetables, fruits, a little pasta. Whatever makes them happy.
I still put my time in at work, some of us will never be retired.
With all the goings on, I find myself to wired for sleep, will it come or should I just say what the heck and get up, there is always something to do.
I have several UFO’s to complete, I could write the next chapter of my novel, or start a new one.
The cats are sleeping, the dogs are snoring, even my night owl like minded parrot has gone to sleep. Well, I’m going to take a few stitches in my quilt and perhaps we’ll chat again tomorrow.