You have heard of Christmas in July? This is Easter in July.
This is a picture of a quilt top I made 20 some years ago. I never got around to quilting it.
It is called Easter
. I like that. New beginning, starting fresh.
I usually only take pictures of my quilts that are neatly pressed and the pet hair has been removed. Heck, I have had this quilt top so long, we have several different colors of pet hair somehow magically stuck to it. (I can’t get some glue sticks to make a picture stuck to a card, yet somehow, pet hair is magnetic.)
The time has come. I am going to hand quilt this puppy. (not an actual puppy). Here’s a question, how on earth, did I manage to drive around collecting all those colors of fabric while we still had two kiddos at home, I worked part-time, I was volunteering and driving and going and doing and making dinner and I somehow found extra money to pay for said fabric? Weird.
Extra weird that I brought it out to show a friend while we were talking quilts. She made the exact quilt! I had forgotten that tid bit of goodness. One teeny, tiny exception, hers is quilted and in use already. She inspired me to get a move on. Finish it for goodness sakes.
The colors make me happy. They give me hope and make me mighty grateful. I love that the time has come to make this into a real quilt. Why did it take so long? I have absolutely no idea.
I must say the points are pretty darn good. Do you ever do that? Look at something you made years ago, and speak like it was someone else. “My, she did a good job on her points. Interesting, she chose that color, goes very well. Wow, where did she find the time to piece this?”
I am learning to be kind and gentle, to myself. I find myself being pretty darn critical. I sort of smile and secretly like it when I say nice things about something I made or did.
Okay, it’s a start.
Maybe, just maybe once this is quilted I will be gushing and going on and on about how wonderful a job I did. Maybe I will write 3 blog posts about the amazing gift I have to put together color and make it into a cozy quilt.
Okay, I don’t see that happening.
Maybe, I will be proud of myself for finishing another project?
I am grateful that I have surrounded myself with vibrant, saturated color.
Color is most assuredly helping me to heal and do a little jig, with jazz hands of course.
By the way, I am seriously considering burgundy highlights. I have been told that they are bold and sassy. I am feeling saucy. Yes, I think I may do it.