A stitch in time...saves me
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 thin cotton batting wouldn't be warm enough--so I inherited it back early
log cabin crazies by buggy barn
amy mcclellan (of american quilting in orem)'s original design for her first annual saturday sampler
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.





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I'm about to make my first flag--not a quilt, mind you, but still a big sewing project for me.
I love Christmas - my Nativity is up all year long.
Yes, I've taken up bloggong and gardening to offset the depression of a child destroyed home. Years of hard work and a buttload of money wallpapering, painting, accesorizing only to see everything, cut, crumbled and colored on.
I don't allow the kids in the front yard anymore. This is why Eve got kicked out of The Garden Of Eden before all her spawn could destroy that heavenly place. God knows everything and plans accordingly. :)