from the mixed-up files of a middle-aged mind

Because I believe... ( To all my immaculate and more-together-than-I am friends, you know this is less a statement about you and your successes and more a pathetic attempt to feel better about my own life choices [read: failures] ) Well, it's not quite finished, but almost. I'm telling you, if you like to quilt you need to check out American Quilting's block of the month! And just so ~j knows it's still coming: It would probably come along a little faster if I didn't find myself wanting to quilt every tiny little shape and design...

At the request of Lianne --another one of my good friends I've never met--here are a few pics of some of my favorite quilts. People ask me when I find time to quilt. The answer is I don't. It's just that quilting is as good a diversion from my real responsibilities such as housework, dishes and the laundry as is blogging. The other question I get is "Why?" Aside from "Why not?," I would have to say that the reason I love to quilt is because it is the only thing I do in a day that does not get immediately undone. Such is the nature of motherhood. Seriously. If it weren't for this little hobby of mine I'd be certifiable by now. preservation: my friend and I designed this a few years ago when everyone else was still canning bugs choir of angels: this little Christmas quilt is still hanging up--even though it's the end of July underground railroad: a gift to my grandmother on her 88th birthday. she loved it, but she never used it--convinced the t...