i will always hear my grandmother's voice telling me i had a 'lazy man's load' when i piled too many things in my arms instead of making 2 trips. she said it was something that her grandmother said to her. i wonder what the 2 of them would have said this morning as i struggled up the stairs with a laundry basket full of 2 loads of clean, dry, unfolded laundry and a full to the brim mug of steaming black coffee. i don't know why i needed to carry them both at once. but we made it. now the bath is filling and i'll have coffee in my steamy lavender oil bath. i wonder if the lavender and caffeine will cancel each other. yesterday i contended with lack of direction for part of the day. i kept doing things, but not the major things. i rendered 2 sewing machines useless, and was able to repair one to perfect smooth running order again. i framed photos and made gift tags and wrapped beeswax candles in twill tape and floral illustrations. but i was supposed to be sewing and couldn't get it going. but eventually i did and 6 beautiful pillows came of it. and after my lavender and caffeine bath, i'll be back at it for another wonderful day!
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