This week I am trying something new. There is a big wonderful blogworld out there, and I sometimes get stuck in my old familiar rut! Well, no more! Here I go... the train is rolling and I'm going to hop on! My guild friend Amy of Amy's Creative Side is hosting an online Quilt Festival. How fun to see hundreds of quilts from all around the world! So here goes:
For me, quilting is a way to connect with my family. My Mother, Grandmother and Great-Grandmother were all quilters. Great-Grandma pieced Relief Society quilts for over 50 years. Gram hand-quilted whole cloth tricot quilts, and my Mom tied quilts. She had just begun piecing her first log cabin quilt when she passed away 11 years ago this month. I had resisted quilting because I was obsessing on Scrapbooking at the time. When my sisters and I found the bag of partially finished log cabin blocks, I brought it home and finished it, then gave it to my Dad for Christmas that year. I made a lot of mistakes on it - for example, I didn't know that it is not necessary to sash between log cabin blocks... but it was made with love and tears, and healed my grief with every stitch. That is not the quilt that I am sharing with the Blogger's Quilt Festival, however.
I am sharing a another quilt that heals and comforts; a quilt made for my soldier son, heading to Afghanistan with his Army Reserve unit. This one was made from old denims, khakis and corduroys, and is an adaptation of the "Storm at Sea" quilt pattern. The quilt, too heavy and hot to send with him, heals me as I see it or pet it folded over the couch. We sent other quilts that will serve as a warm hug from home as he serves his country for the next year.