This is Louisa Henrietta Busch. She’s my great grandmother in law. See, my family doesn’t have any quilters that I know of. My grandfather was a wonderful tailor, and could sew pretty much anything, and was actually big into plastic canvas sewing for a while. My grandmother made some baby quilts for my younger brothers and sisters and cousins, but even then she wasn’t what I would call a “quilter”. Nope, the first hardcore quilter I had ever come across was my husband’s great grandmother, who I never got to meet, but is rolling in hot tied-quilt style here in this picture.
My husband’s family are the crafter’s/maker’s/homesteader’s dream. Got a hole in that beautiful caned chair? No worries, we can fix that. Hooked rugs, porcelain dolls, weaving rugs (the braided and on a loom kinds BOTH), cross stitch, embroidery, knitting, crochet, macrame, basket weaving, or make a broom? These ladies have you covered. Aunt Beck, Aunt Idie, and Aunt Ruth were Grammie’s sisters (Hilda Viola Ely). The four of them were an ever expanding resource of crafting. They could make ANYTHING. We have lots of things that they did make in our home, and it’s wonderful.
Back to great grandma. She’s the queen of tied quilts made out of whatever fabric she has on hand. So when I come into the family in 1996, I ended up marrying the owner of a couple of of her tied quilts. When I taught myself how to quilt, my first big quilts were tied, just like hers. The two quilts on the right in the picture above are hers. That grey checkered 9 patch was modern before ladies knew what modern quilting was. This blue and yellow one on the left was made by me, but we tied it on her antique old quilt frame rails that she made her quilts on. (Insert time machine noises to take you back to the year 2000…)
I pieced the quilt specifically to tie as a family. Aunt Beck and Grammie were the only sisters left, and they called a bunch of fiends and relatives to come tie the quilt. Here is a picture of all of us from that day.
So in the end I didn’t come from a family of quilters, but I married into a family of Makers, and they sure taught me a lot. I’m thrilled to have two of great grandma’s quilts, and to have had family help tie a few memories into my own.
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It’s a tradition of mine to post the stuff that I spent my money on in Houston to feed my fabric and thread addiction. Here’s the stuff I bought while at the Houston Show!
|MMM thread. I had all of the brights of this line of Superior thread, and it’s time to fill in the rest of the colors.|
“Here, take my handkerchief. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.”
– Rhett Butler, Gone With The Wind
There is precisely one box of tissues in my house. It’s for my husband or any guests. That’s because a couple of years ago I switched to using handkerchiefs instead of tissues. This is only some of my collection. I love how pretty some of them are, and I admit shuffling the nicer ones to the bottom of the pile if I can’t bear to blow my nose on them.
I’m always on the look out for pretty little hankies to add to my pile. I will someday make a nice box for them to all sit in.
I guess the only other tissues I carry are those little ones in my purse in case of “emergencies”. Once in an airport I saw a woman crying, and having had an airport meltdown or two myself, I reached into my purse and didn’t have anything to offer her. Now I keep those tissues just in case.