oceans of patchwork. my hands are always in it. my clothes covered in thread. the fabrics smile at me and we work together. step by step. methodically but with excitement. i recognize patterns and i'm drawn to certain colors.
i long to see the squares pucker and fade and soften. but that takes time. years. so i move on, sewing until it's thick and soft and will cover a bed. until it will smooth over a sleeping child. until it will form around a young girl's dreams. or wrap tightly around a couples love. or keep company with a single sleeper. rise and fall and grow warm. smell like warm sleepy breath. the colors blending and fading with the years. making friends and simply tolerating others. there is life in the quilts. there is a pulse. it's what keeps me at it day after day after day.

i'm feeling the momentum build as i work steadily in the studio. my workroom is busy and chaotic. and the days of sewing are full and productive. towers of freshly cut squares. tea towels. little lavender pillows from fabric scraps. and piles of quilts. quilts of all sizes. it makes me happy watching each quilt emerge with it's own combination of color and pattern. almost as soon as they are made, they are sold. there is a satisfaction knowing they are loved in their new homes. and i am tired even while exhilerated.

this week has been a busy and overwhelming one. it's only tuesday, but it feels like i've been at this a week. i am re-organizing my studio and my little shop. there is so much fabric. and it was beginning to feel like the fabric was about to take over. i'm enjoying the process. although i am fighting with the lack of time. bags of scraps that become so lovely in quilts, but are a disaster of a mess piled around the room. i am looking forward to having my work space back and streamlined. and trying to keep from feeling completely overwhelmed and anxious. it will be wonderful when it's complete. i'll post photos of the completed project......hopefully tomorrow. i can't be without my workspace much longer.

it's been a rainy and wretched weekend. a yawning gray and slow weekend. i worked on what may be my favorite quilt that i've ever made. i feel a sense of excitement about this quilt, but i won't know if the excitement is warranted until it's finished. hundreds of tiny little patches of fabrics with patterns and colors all compiled randomly, but merging perfectly into the most lovely quilt. i hope it turns out to be as beautiful as i expect.
besides sewing, the weekend was lazy. we tried to get out, socialize, do errands. but it wasn't easy. we simply wanted to be on the couch under a quilt away from the rain and the wind and the cold air. watching tv. reading. cuddling with edgar and stella. and now i'm watching the survivor finale, ready for a more productive week and hopefully with a finished quilt that i love.