We are born to cloth. It is the second thing we touch after our mother.
I am a quilter. My first memory is a Noah’s Ark quilt. Mr. and Mrs. Noah, the Ark, and all the animals walking toward the boat on a curving path, were appliquéd on it. The back of the quilt was yellow with red flowers. I could re-draw that quilt today from memory.
I didn’t know I was a quilter until 1994. Before that I had a huge fabric collection.
6 Comments:
Much more appropriate that what I have...a bright sunny day.
Merry Christmas my friend
Merry Christmas, Christine!!
Merriest of Merries - a little late - but heartfelt for sure - and Happy New Year.
Hope you had a good one!
looks like a crisp and frosty morning...merry christmas and happy new year! hugs~
I wish you Joy and Peace for the year ahead, of 2012.
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