This morning I woke up and enjoyed watching the sunlight
stream through the window over the quilt on my bed.
I believe my mom or her mom, my Nana Bradstreet,
stitched the quilt together over 75 years ago.
Last night I read in the Anne Bartlett novel, Knitting, "At one point they discussed knitting, the making of Sandra's shawl, and Sandra's work teaching textile history and theory. Sandra offered a few pieces from her current research, about the resurgence of home crafts in the wake of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center, and the trend toward complex stitches as a new generation learned to knit." What an interesting observation...a resurgence of creativity from terror and ashes to knitting, crocheting, weaving, embroidering, stitching, creatively drawing together fibers and fabrics that have the potential to warm, decorate, protect, and celebrate our precious patchwork of loving life.
So far I have written ten commenters names on slips of paper and tucked them into this mug. Each commenter who wants has a chance to be chosen on September 30, 2012 for me to send my mug full of thanks cushioned by some other things to them as I celebrate a year of blogging and my 100th post while I gratefully enjoy life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. xxx from Gracie