the insignificant moments. the simplicity of noticing something regular, something usual and feeling it make a smile spread through my insides. the fleeting and meaningless moments that bring unruly happiness. the ladder against the studio as i'm kicking my way through the leaves and the smoldering smoky air to start sewing this morning. the cold wintry feel to the house tonight as i write at 1 am., knowing that when i go up the stairs, my bed will be warm and crowded with love. the moments that you don't recognize if you're trying, because they are too regular to notice. i'll end my day embracing the ordinary.
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