A Quilt for Naomi

My little 7  year old granddaughter wants to sew. Together we designed a simple quilt she could start with, and then she lost interest.

She wanted a rainbow quilt, and she has a birthday coming up. I have finished unpacking the last box, hanging pictures, arranging the furniture, and my hands are itching to quilt.

I find the lushest rainbow fabrics I can find, and cut them into simple 8.5 inch squares. My friend from Wales said “Oh! they look Indian!” and when I looked again, I could see what she meant, there is a sort of curry flavor to the choices. I’ve been influenced by my friends from half way across the world and I am not even aware of how much I have been influenced.

I had a lot of fun with the quilting, doing sand dunes in the orange, fireworks in the red, daisies in the green, sunbursts in the gold, waves in the blue and stars and initials in the purple 🙂

And then, I added six rainbow pillows to make her new bedroom (they bought a new house with more room and we bought back the house we had sold to them) lush and welcoming.

 

Today, she turns seven. I hope she loves her rainbow. (The far left pillow is red, a deep saturated red, so I don’t know why it looks orange in this photo!)

Maskmaker, Maskmaker, Continuing to Roll with the Punches

Shortly after piecing the two pandemic tops, my Mom, age 96 asked me to make her some masks to wear when she went to doctors appointments. I started right away. It was fiddly, but I figured out what worked for me. And I found I loved mask making.

The first three I did, I sent to my Mom.

Unfortunately, before they arrived, she fell ill with the COVID virus, and succumbed.

I’ve made about 300 masks so far, trying to entice some of the mask-resisters in our community to adopt this protective covering. I give them all away.

A week after my mother died, we found a new house. I had been wanting to downsize, and this was a perfect opportunity, and a house I loved. I had owned it once before and bought it again. I can see the bayou, and watch the sunlight change throughout the day. My husband loves the new yard, and is already enjoying the challenges of a new landscape. The move seriously cut into my quilting time 🙂

My new quilting room, much smaller – I had to give away a lot of my fabric collection, and some of the rest I am using for masks.

 

 

View from my sewing table 🙂

It’s such a strange year, filled with isolation and loss, and also challenge and having a place to live that I love.

Rolling With Life Changes

On March 13th I came home from swimming at the Y and told my husband we needed to shelter in place. He had been fighting a cold for weeks, and he surprised me, he didn’t argue, he went right to bed and slept for two days. I think it was a relief for him to stop pretending he wasn’t sick and to rest, and let his body heal itself. He even took a hot bath.

I started cutting out quarantine/ sequestration quilts. I had wanted to try something with a more modern feel, so I did two, not that complicated, all half square triangles.

The first is called Corona Pandemic. It spreads.

The second is called Corona Vaccine. It is targeted, and, God willing it will be developed soon, and will work.