Thank you all for your kind words on my last post. It all feels like our family has a lot of plates spinning in the air right now, we're just trying to take it all step by step. Every day is full of extreme highs and lows, which can wear a person out. I think all this bustle is precisely why I've been running to the quiet pages of beautiful quilting books every night before bed, and at other stolen moments during the day. Making a quilt for me is quiet work, solitary and reflective, and it symbolizes many things. Looking through the pages of these books, even though I am way too tired to even imagine the energy to make a quilt at that moment, I think of how unique each one is, how they are meant to last, how they are meant to be used. And how emotional they are to me. They are a refuge of sorts, a luxury (I always wanted one before I made my first one). When a tough day is over, there is absolutely nothing better to do than sit with someone you love under a quilt you made. But lately, the next best thing is looking at them. And if anyone in Seattle is looking for any of the Kaffe Fassett books at the public library, my apologies to you, I probably have the one you're looking for. I never really looked closely at his quilts before, his brilliant fabrics I have always liked, but in smal doses. But then seeing these examples, the top one from Quilts in the Sun and the others from Passionate Patchwork, gave me a whole new appreciation. I especially love the 4th one down because he used no sashing on it, I like the effect best when the pattern fades on into the binding.
I went to Amelia's for tea the other day and got to see the beautiful doily quilt she's working on. It is beautiful! What a treasure it will be when its done. I can just see her little one waking up in the morning, and studying all the different tiny embroidered things there are to see in every square. Its going to be a beauty Amelia.
OK, off to take the cooled jam thumbprint cookies off the sheet, Melissa and Sally are coming tomorrow. Thanks for the chance to ramble quilt things off to someone (Peter stopped listening to talk like that a long time ago.)
Oh! Did I mention I can't wait for Amy's book? Can.not.wait!
