Ad and Abby

My grama Ad's house always had a quilt set up
in the living room. Often when I would go over
she would be sitting around the quilt with her friends
stitching and visiting.

The stitching on those old quilts spoke of great
talent, and also said alot about the women who
worked on them. I loved to wrap up in the warmth
of those soft folds my grama made for us with such
loving hands.

I spend my days at my daughter Abby's home. She has
inherited this great talent. The quilting bees are
a thing of the past for her. She has a giant quilting
machine in her basement, with stacks of fabric ready to
be stitched together to form yet another beautiful quilt.
And as I wrap up in one of her exquisite creations, I am
reminded of my dear grama and how the two of them would have
loved to sit around a quilt together and share ideas
and their love of fabric and patterns. The thought warms
my heart.