Category: quilting

Now, I ask you–isn’t this the most beautiful quilt you’ve EVER seen in all your life?! No need to answer because of COURSE it is!!

Long ago, I told April, my quilty daughter, that I would love a quilt made with only fabric that she designed and this is the lovely creation that she gave me.

It’s the perfect combination of pinks and purples and everything else to keep me happy for a very, very long time.

Thank you so much April!! I ADORE it!!

love,

Mom

“I always looked forward to Christmas time at Grandmas house. She had a white flocked Christmas tree with a colored light turntable underneath that made the tree change colors–it was pure magic. She decorated the tree with beautiful icicles and angel figurines and delicate glass ornaments. It sparkled like crazy, and I can still hear Grandpa’s Mitch Miller holiday cassette playing in the background. Is there anything like Christmas, really? It’s just magic.”

~ April

“Sweet Marion had a cookie jar in her kitchen with an interchangeable tole painted lid, that she would switch with the seasons and holidays. It was always full to the top with odd shapes of German honey cake (lebkuchen) from my Grandpa’s bake shop. They smelled of clove and molasses and Christmas. Those cookies were so soft because Grandma would keep a heel of bread in the jar. We knew she would say yes if we asked for a cookie, but she always wanted us to ask first, usually so she could tell us to take more than one. ??? If the jar was ever empty, she would send us out to Grandpa’s shop to fill it up again. He had buckets and buckets of cookie scraps from making gingerbread house kits. I’ll have to tell you about that sometime. 🙂

~April

Sweet Marion fabric ships February 2017. Ask your favorite shop to order it now!”

“Aqua Net hairspray. Sitting here in my front room 20 years later, I can still remember how that hairspray smells. Exactly how the aerosol can looked and felt in my hand. How I always thought it was fun to touch Grandma’s hair because no matter how I smooshed it, it would bounce right back. She had typical grandma hair, permed and then teased to be sort-of a helmet, secured with Aqua Net spray. As she got older, her hair thinned until she started wearing a wig. It made her embarrassed to be seen without it, so when she wasn’t wearing it she would wear a little terry cloth turban on her head. I didn’t care if she had a turban, a wig, or poofy grandma hair. She was lovely. My sister took the can of hairspray from her cabinet as a memoir, and she still has it. Sometimes, when I see it at her house, I pick it up and smell the lid. It’s amazing how smell takes you back to places and people.”

~April