a 1950s style resort. wooded grounds dotted with cabins and screened in porches. open porches with wide floors lined with rocking chairs. groups of adirondack chairs. barkcloth curtains. a coffee bar. an echo-y and hushed dining room. screen doors that slam. like visiting a past. my childhood and before. a beautiful day, just minutes from home, but another lifetime. and sharing it with my parents for fathers 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