Once upon a time
there was a young, innocent, country girl who loved to play along the fence rows and road sides where wildflowers grew in abundance Having no playmates, she made friends with all the lovelies that nature had to offer. Acorns were her best buddies, always tucked away in the pockets of her clothes. Daisies were woven into delicate crowns to top her head.
Queen Anne's lace made wonderful chains to circle her waist.
Gathering many other beauties along the fields and dusty roadsides, the young girl scattered the seeds of all of her lovelies in her ma's well manicured yard,
much to ma's dismay.
Ma explained that these were weeds, and would just take over her lovely flower bed, turning it into ruins. The young girl was so dismayed to hear that all of her lovelies were considered to be undesirables. Even though she could not understand why they were thought to be inferior to ma's iris, roses, lilies and jonquils, she obeyed her ma and learned to appreciate the right and proper ways of life. She grew in to a woman and always tried to remembered the rules as her ma had taught her.
Many, many years later, the woman remembered her love for the simple, road side lovelies where she spent many happy days in her daydreams. So she decided there and then, it was time to find that openness and idyllic playfulness of her youth. Disregarding all of the rules of prim and proper ways, she once again let her imagination guide her. Playing with fabrics, she made a not so prim and proper quilt. It began with free form log cabin blocks in mostly solid colors. That still didn't make her happy.
Where upon she decided to grab her scissors and cut lots of
free form flowers which she randomly stitched onto the top of the quilt with wild free motion zig zag stitches. If the fabric frayed a bit, all the better, she decided. And continuing along with the idea, she created many more free pieced flowers stitched in colors to rival Joseph's multi-colored robe.
Where upon she decided to grab her scissors and cut lots of
free form flowers which she randomly stitched onto the top of the quilt with wild free motion zig zag stitches. If the fabric frayed a bit, all the better, she decided. And continuing along with the idea, she created many more free pieced flowers stitched in colors to rival Joseph's multi-colored robe.
Multiple leaves of all shapes and sizes were added to the mix.
Lots of freely pieced blocks bordered the quilt in fence row style.
And all along the border the quilting will be sticks and blocks of all shapes and sizes.
Finally after days of play, the ole girl, deciding that the plain ole log cabin blocks were covered with enough colorful posies, it was time to quilt it. She decided to cover the quilt with hundreds of quilted seeds with sprinklings of posey shadows.
The old girl was, at long last, free to be what she wants to be.
The old girl was, at long last, free to be what she wants to be.
The moral of this story is ?
Time to play some more
So many ideas, so little time
