"The children were nestled all snug in their beds ".....
Under a pile of warm handmade quilts.
It's been pretty darn cold here in the sunny south. They weren't kidding when they said an Arctic air mass was heading our way. The last two mornings the temps have been in the teens. My son, Jacksonville Johnny, who recently got a roofing job, heads out while it's still dark and spends the day on ice covered roofs with his hands in clogged and dirty gutters. The man is my new idol. There's nothing I like better than waking up, getting a sneak peak of the outside weather then crawling back under the covers and pulling them up to nose.
Cold weather makes me think of quilts. Old quilts or new quilts. Handmade quilts or store bought quilts. Heirloom quilts or Made in China quilts. Pieced quilts or scrappy quilts. Quilts just make me happy.
Here are a couple of quilts I made recently.
is made out of pillow cases she received while at the Children's Hospital. Because she was so sick and there so long, she got to pick several. I cut them up into squares and alternated them with her favorite color purple. I cried a lot while made it. And I think maybe her mom and dad are going to cry a lot while they sit on the couch wrapped up in the quilt and their memories. I have enough squares left over to make another one.
John's Star Quilt
doesn't show up so good in this picture. Johnson just turned 37 and lamented the fact that I had never made him a quilt. Which, in all honesty, is true but, in my defense, I thought he still slept with the afghan my mom made him when he was about 4 and carried around with him like an amulet for all these years. This quilt was like putting together a jigsaw puzzle. The directions were probably straight forward for someone who can read directions. I had to sew and re-sew several strips before getting the order correct. All in all, I think it turned out pretty nice, if I do say so myself.
Wishing for you the warm and cozy delights of this season,