In the beginning there was color. I was drawn to the oranges and patterns printed on those inspiring swatches of fabric. I found jelly fish, hedgehogs, paper clips, numbers and commas. I over use the comma. I fell in love when I spied commas printed on fabric.
Then I had to find a way to line them up and give them some type of order and somehow pleasing to the eye. I found some aqua that would give my eye a rest from all that juicy orange.
One afternoon, a quick, off the cuff comment “oh, I love those colors” directed my path.
That afternoon, the quilt name was born. Sweet Home Alabama was to become a house-warming gift for part of our family. I sewed and ironed and re-arranged over and over.
Ah, thanks Lynyrd Skynyrd……………….Sweet Home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue, Sweet Home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming home to you. Now that is a welcome to Alabama song for sure.
I found a new to me, machine quilter. Connie who does amazing and wonderful work, was originally from Alabama. She moved to Washington. The quilt was born here, machine quilted in her studio, then sent back to her home state. Our collaboration was meant to be.
I drew a beautiful Magnolia flower on the label.
No, I was not thrilled that part of our family moved to Alabama. However, when you hear them talk about their new home, you know it was a gift. I wanted to send them with love and pure goodness. I wanted a splash of color to warm their hearts and souls and new home.
No matter where you roam, you are loved and of value. I hope the wall hanging reminds you of that every single day.
ps. in the beginning, there was color and it was good.