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Jan22

The Power of Words

This photo is all over the place and its making me reflect back. It’s making me think. I mean, what parents chose to reinforce in their children very often becomes reality. When I was a kid, my parents – each in their own way – said just a couple things to me over and over and over that really made a difference in my life.

Doesn’t it make you think and if you care to leave a note – please do. It’s kind of a neat to reflect back and see how you were impacted by a few brief, positive words – always and often. I don’t have children but if I did I think I’d want them to be able to use their imagination to reach God from a very early age and I’d want they to notice and feel joy.

 

Little Quilt Red Border Finished

Dec15

I have to see what stencils I have that’ll work for the quilting design.


The Little Quilt with the red border comes to life, created with input from my friends that live here in this box. :) It’s cute and I’m happy with it. That said, there was a mishap. I completely spaced out on the border. Sewed the entire border, took the photo, uploaded it and realized land sakes! but it’s the wrong width. Waited a day then unsewed. Tossed those strips in the scrap pile, recut to the 3.5″ correct width and applied the new border you see here.

The blocks finish at 3.5″ so upon further reflection I should have paper pieced to make a nicer block. Still, they’re cute and I’ll do what I can to smooth out the blocks when I start hand quilting.



I shared this picture just the other day. It’s from 1999 – I was 29. It took a long time for me to find the right description for this one. Yesterday my cousin got it. “This is great! KDL unleashed and loud, I’m lovin’ it!”

Hard to imagine me as unleashed and loud? I have an idea about a few of y’all being unleashed and loud but I never ask and I do wonder… who would admit to being unleashed and loud from time to time?

Passing Away

Dec4


My mentor, Daphanie, passed away today. I received the call tonight and felt my entire body tighten up. As I hung up the phone I sat stunned. Then – my heart cracked open.

Odd isn’t it, this thing called “Life.” Earlier I was smitten with this block that Cathi posted on her blog. The Alabama Beauty peaked my interest. Mid-day I was at the Quilt Shop visiting with my friends, playing with fabric and photographing “Cabin Tracks.” My whole day was about quilting.

Tonight I’m grappling with the fact that Daphanie is gone. The woman that brought me to Quilting, gave me the tools to get started and continued to share this wonderful Art with me is gone from the World. She is with me in Spirit and in all the work I do but she is now and forever gone from the Earth. But who am I?

I am your friend that prays for those you left behind. The husband and friend of near 40 years that must be bereft and pained. The son whose depth of sorrow I can’t even begin to imagine, his wife who will be surely lost without you near her as together they raise two beautiful grandchildren that will never know you. I am your friend that prays for your family that must surely need prayer more than I.

Still, my heart is breaking.