the late days of may mean one thing to me. tennis. it's sometimes a difficult friendship since the weather is so inviting and i have much to do in the studio and the garden. so the dvr stays busy all day for me. the french open and the it's brick hued clay captivate me. i get up early to watch the morning matches. and spend the evening watching what i've dvr'ed during the day. i love the heavy grinding points that the clay inspires.and two weeks doesn't seem like long enough to appreciate this, my favorite of the grand slam tournaments.
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. I write little stories in my mind as I make the quilts. sometimes they become actual stories. and sometimes I share them here.
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