Recently I was in a local thrift store and came across two quilts featuring Sun Bonnet Sue and her companion Sam. Both quilts were hand appliquéd and hand quilted in circles. Nothing unusual about that! What was unusual was the clothes they were wearing: These weren’t your traditional 1930s Sues
Welcome to the third month of the year already. The name comes from Martius, the first month of the earliest Roman calendar. It was named after Mars, the Roman god of war, who also was regarded as a guardian of agriculture. The Old Saxon name for this month was Hreth-monath, which meant “rough month”
Soon we will be celebrating St Patrick’s Day and National Quilting Day on Saturday, March 17. Where St. Paddy’s Day is always celebrated on the 17th, NQD falls on the third Saturday of March: the 17th.
When one thinks of St. Patrick’s Day, people think of the color green, leprechauns, four leaf
A fine snow is sifting down upon the countryside, and the cows stand on the hillside and look bewildered at the change of weather. After a few mild days, it is hard to re-adjust to winter making another swipe at us. It is still February however, and we can expect more winter weather to come.
Dewey picked up Emily’s yellow dress at the cleaners and drove it back to her here in the valley. They had managed to get most of the wine stains out. But what Dewey hadn’t managed to get out that fateful evening at the Italian restaurant was his vow of eternal love for Emily and a suggestion
CSI: Crime Scene Investigation is back on “regular TV on Channel 15.2. I always enjoyed watching the show because it uses science and observation to uncover who committed a crime and how. When people bring quilts to me to be restored, I need to carefully examine them to determine what caused the
“In winter’s cold and sparkling snow
The garden in my mind does grow.
I look outside to blinding white,
And see my tulips blooming bright.
And over there a sweet carnation,
Softly scents my imagination.
On this cold and freezing day,
The Russian sage does gently sway,
By Sidney Lanier
My soul is sailing through the sea,
But the Past is heavy and hindreth me.
The Past hath crusted cumbrous shells,
That hold the flesh of cold sea-mells
About my soul.
The huge waves wash, the high waves roll,
Something that only happens once every several years is happening this year! In February, March and April two special days fall on the same date: Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday (February 14) St. Patrick’s Day and International Quilting Day (March 17) and April Fool’s Day and Easter (April
“Tis the week after Christmas, and all through the house…“I wanted to leave my decorations up until New Year’s Day (now I wonder why I had such a notion.) Dry pine needles are shedding all over the coffee table and dust is beginning to cover the glass figurines and holiday candles.
I feel like
Last summer Cheryl and Jim Roush of Fort Wayne visited Born Again Quilts. They brought with them the baby quilt made by Cheryl’s Aunt Effie for her first-born child Josh. Aunt Effie’s hobby was sewing and she was quite gifted at it. The quilt she made was two whole pieces of fabric batted and
It had been a hard year in our rural community. Lots of older people had passed away, leaving their spouses alone. There had also been quite a few farm accidents from which people were recovering. To add to that, farm prices were low, and many in our community were looking toward the upcoming year
Do you think it means I’m growing old
When thoughts of winter snow
Mean icy streets and frozen toes
And cars that just won’t go?
Of shoveling walks and clearing drives
Wet mittens hung to dry,
Of late to work, and cancelled plans
–Has youth for me passed by?
If I don’t think of snowball
I’ve finally come up with the ultimate New Year’s resolution!
Unlike previous resolutions over many, many years, it cannot be broken. I don’t have to worry about getting enough exercise, eating healthier, losing weight, getting more sleep, being friendlier, exhibiting more patience and self-control,
I was dozing on the couch a few days before Christmas, when the scent of warm pine needles and candle wax permeated my consciousness. Still in my semi-conscious state, I was transported back through the years to a rough, little house perched on the bank of the creek. A gleaming Christmas tree stood
Christmas is almost here and with all of the planning and preparation nearly done, it’s nice to take a break from all of it and do something creative with family and/or friends. Making Christmas ornaments is fun because they can be made using so many different types of materials: styrofoam balls,
Every Christmas season brings back a flood of memories for most of us. Some recollections make us smile while others are tinged with sadness, especially after parents, relatives and close friends no longer are with us.
Some of our favorite remembrances involve our less than enthusiastic young children
I’d like to climb on the wooden sled with Larry, and let Daddy pull us across the snow to hunt the perfect pine tree. We would have to stop and look at the intricate formation of the snowflakes that were falling on Daddy’s brown jersey gloves, and marvel that “no two are exactly alike.” The
For the past several years, the first weekend of November has brought a most welcome visitor to Born Again Quilts. Macedonian Marvin Moehle drives from Granite City, Illinois to Fort Wayne to attend the St. Nicholas Orthodox Church Annual Macedonian Ball. For the past few years his visits have been
“Brainstorms! A Big Hole and the North Pole”
This is Allen Shaw’s second book in the “Brainstorms” series. It again follows the imaginary travels of a young boy and his grandfather. This time there is a trip to the North Pole, but there is a surprising twist at the end of their journey, that
Old Jasper Blankenship bought a deer license again this year, just as he’s done every year since Eisenhower was President. He sticks nickels and dimes in a jar all year long and smiles each time he contributes. By Fall, he’s saved up enough for a deer tag.
Jasper lives full-time out at the diggin’s
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit’s tread.
The robin and the wren are flown,
By the time you read this Thanksgiving Day will be past, and typically it is time to start getting creative with the leftovers so they can be enjoyed in a new venue. Leftover turkey can now become turkey soup, turkey casserole or turkey tetrazzini.
As Veteran’s Day approaches we will once again pause and reflect on the men and women who served their country. So many veterans today still serve their country, just not in uniform. Kudos to the Warrior Breed Motorcycle Club, whose members are honorably discharged U.S. military veterans who spearheaded