Baby Quilt

Quilting is still a rather new thing for me. Both of my grandmothers quilted out of necessity. Lee and Michelle now have quilts that my maternal grandmother made completely by hand.  No one is going to put them in a museum, but they are a bit of family history where there is little tangible history to give to the following generations in my family.

 

I have made one quilt for myself. (I'll use the present perfect so I can imagine that I haven't made the last quilt for myself) I bought the fabric when Hunter was an infant and it took a few years before it was done.  And of course there was the quilt for Hannah on her high school graduation.  Well, maybe I have done a bit of quilting.

Anyway, here in the latest.  Peggy will have a grandchild very soon and the babe should have a gift and anything homemade is welcome. So, here it is.  A scrappy quilt.  Little pieces left over from this and that. It's colorful and playful and personal.  I am quite sure that Felina will love using it for her new baby.

One of the most wonderful things in the world is to touch (and smell) a new baby.  I hope I will be able to do that before too very long, but I think, sadly, it will be a while.  Oh, Corona!

2021

We all love beginnings, but I wonder if we all love them a bit more this year.  Good riddance to 2020 and so many hopes pinned on 2021. Here's to a better year for us all.

Our year started like many in the last few years, and it brings a bit of comfort -- a walk in Meyenburg, a small village nearby.  We can walk thorough bit s of the town and the farmland, enjoy the cobbled streets and the  muddy paths.  On New Year's Day, there are always lots of folks walking and they all say "Moin"  or "Frohes Neues" and there are lots of smiles.  Oh, newness!

It was a bit wet and a bit gray and a bit warm. There have been years with snow and/or sunshine, but not this year.  Kind of middling - mostly dry, a bit of rain at the end, not warm but not really cold, mostly gray with hints of blue.

For me, it was the first long foray on foot after weeks of literally lying around helping my eye heal.  We took it slow and easy.

Things don't change much.  The mill still runs, the ducks still swim and quack. In this year of so much upheaval, that was particularly nice to see.

And at the end, we even got a bit of a sunset!  

Keep in mind, it was 4:00 in the afternoon.  But the days are getting longer, my eye is getting better, the vaccines are coming, and there's hope on the horizon.  

Here's to New.