It is a lazy Sunday. After mulling over whether to post this now or wait for tomorrow when more might catch my fantasy, I decided to post now.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
This is a nice story about connections. I rather like connections perhaps because so much of modern life is disconnected. Cynthia Bix describes a quilt her grandmother started 60 years before that she and her mother finished recently. I don't have much like that around me. Though I remember my grandmother's (my father's mother) quilts none passed down to me and she never worked on them while I was around. I remember her crocheting while sitting under the trees on summer afternoons watching my brother and me taking the nap she insisted we needed. No I did not learn to crochet or quilt from her or from my mother. I learned those on my own. I seem to learn better when I am self directed. My memories are the only connections now.