i think i revert too easily to my silly high school self. even though i left high school 27 years ago, that troublemaker part of me comes bubbling to the surface with just the gentlest nudge. giggling when i shouldn't. whispering. fidgeting. i think being in a group pushes me into that juvenile role. i often don't realize until the ride is half over and it's usually too late to jump off. but self-discovery keeps happening for me. and i hope it always does. lately it's grown achingly clear that i am the most productive working alone or with just one or two other people. probably just a 44 yr old victim of only child syndrome. forever sitting at the back of the bus.
i feel like quilts are alive. they reflect all the little joys that make life special. they emanate love and warmth. the quilts i make blend a grandmother's ideals with a fresh youthful flair. there is a nostalgia for seasons past combined with hopefulness for a bright full future. you can find me online at www.chasinglightningbugs.com