Yes, it's wonderful that April rains bring the bounty of May flowers. A promise of renewed life is fulfilled yet again and I am truly grateful for this!
However, my blog story for today is actually more than a little ditty about months, but is a tribute to a daughter who tugs at my heartstrings, and as a mother, I must
practice fairness to my kids. John had the last blog focus; Anne gets this one!
Quilting is a passion of mine; also a way of "therapy" for me as I stitch and work out issues on my mind and in my heart. This quilt was begun on September 11, 2001
when I was sick with worry over the happenings of that horrible day...and that Anne was far far away in Sweden and I couldn't gather her up and hug her and assure her that all was well. I needed to make something beautiful out of something very very ugly in the world. The best way I knew how was to make flowers out of fractured pieces of fabric, representing the fracturing of our own world with the possibility of something to heal the soul as it came together to create a bouquet of beauty and
peacefulness.
Whenever I make a quilt, I put a label on the back telling its story and history.If you click on this label photo, you can read more details about its connstruction.
A close-up of the quilt reveals that each hexagon is about the size of a quarter!
There are literally thousands of pieces composing this quilt. And each one was stitched with Anne on my mind. It was the best therapy for this mother and truly was my labor of love for a treasured and cherished daughter. My April (September) showers turned into May flowers!
Quilting is a passion of mine; also a way of "therapy" for me as I stitch and work out issues on my mind and in my heart. This quilt was begun on September 11, 2001
when I was sick with worry over the happenings of that horrible day...and that Anne was far far away in Sweden and I couldn't gather her up and hug her and assure her that all was well. I needed to make something beautiful out of something very very ugly in the world. The best way I knew how was to make flowers out of fractured pieces of fabric, representing the fracturing of our own world with the possibility of something to heal the soul as it came together to create a bouquet of beauty and
peacefulness.
Whenever I make a quilt, I put a label on the back telling its story and history.If you click on this label photo, you can read more details about its connstruction.
A close-up of the quilt reveals that each hexagon is about the size of a quarter!
There are literally thousands of pieces composing this quilt. And each one was stitched with Anne on my mind. It was the best therapy for this mother and truly was my labor of love for a treasured and cherished daughter. My April (September) showers turned into May flowers!
4 comments:
what a beautiful story, and a beautiful quilt. i've always wanted to learn how to do so - and that you've done it here with such meaning is inspiring! i'm sure this quilt - and the sentiments that went into its creation - mean the world to anne.
Wow! That is so beautiful! So many hours of work and so much love...
I absolutely love this and reading your thoughts about when you started the quilt and why are amazing. You are a good mom Mrs. Lindahl! What a beautiful, treasured keepsake Anne will keep and cherish forever.
Thanks to the commenters from Chicago, Minnesota and Sweden! The world is made more lovely by your presence in it. You are all telling your own stories in your own way everyday, just as I try to tell stories through my patchwork.
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