"Tired always came after Sick"
How do I begin? Well, the stress of the last week trying to prepare for Grammie’s open house took it’s toll in the form of “airplane/travel head cold”. Monday morning I felt like total you-know-what. But I had to get the things I needed to get done out of the way, like mowing, and laundry, and a doctor’s appt. Doctor’s appt leads to further test being needed. Yay. More to think about.
On Tuesday, still feeling bad, I learned of the death of a good friend, Amrita Sunita Board Dowd. Oh, how can I even explain this? Rita had her lovely son Daschel on April 3rd, and something was still not right. After tests, Rita had a very rare and aggressive cancer. She passed with family and friends Monday May 11th. Rita always made me laugh and I will really miss her.
Today, it’s all hitting me at once. I’m tired and sick, and really down in the dumps. I miss Grammie and Rita, the cats are not getting along, and my “big” quilt is slipping away into UFO project status, and it needs to be hung May 22nd, but I don’t know if I will have time to finish it… Too much for me to think about now. I have to focus on getting well and then the quilt.
Away for a minute, but I’m back…
My unexpected abscence from the world was due to the untimely death of my husband’s grandmother, Hilda Ely. “Grammie” shared a love for needle arts with me, and she was an avid cross stitcher and knitter. She crocheted, and made a quilt or two in her life. She encouraged my quilting, bought my first quilting frame, and I brought a couple of quilts to her to tie in the family tradition with family and family friends. Those were good times. I’ll miss her, and her creativity. Somewhere are cross stitched tea cups she made for me to make into a wall hanging quilt for my dining room, I’ll have to make that soon.
Because we had to unexpectedly fly out of state for her memorial, I haven’t had time to get my weekly quilts posted. I hope to by the end of the week!
Someone’s masterpiece
Of all of the items in the bag of “cutter” quilts scraps I got, none were as sad as this one.
This is one half of two hand pieced applique bows and flowers bouquets that remained. I imagine this quilt was a bed sized piece with lots of this motif repeated throughout.
What’s even more shocking is the tiny tiny crosshatch quilting around the bow.
This was someone’s masterpiece. Hand appliqued and quilted. Now it’s all cut up.
This turned out to be a good theme for this month, as the trip to NYC and a horrible horrible head cold sidelined a lot of quilting for me this month.
March also looks full, with another work trip, my guild’s quilt show, and much more. Exciting!