A day spent quilting is a good day, but a life spent quilting is a good life.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
I found love while searching for a tree. Sometimes this quilting thing scares me. I am continuing to search for an unfinished tree that is almost completed, but instead I found an almost completed quick exercise in improvisational piecing. So what I really have is unfinished love and a lost a tree. Had I been looking for love, it would have been in all the wrong places. My daughter would be rolling her eyes by now and I can hear the embarrassed "Oh Mom".