at this time of year, the spiders are so very busy. i find their work everywhere through the house and in the yard. on the car. in trees. on the porch. sometimes i blindly walk into the webs, walking through them and breaking the delicate design. they sparkle in the morning sun, outlined in dew. so i watch the spiders with awe. and wonder what it's like to make something so finely intricate and beautiful.
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