December has been rough. Last week I arrived home for the holidays and was looking forward to spending the week at home- hanging out, catching up, and- most importantly – sewing with my mom. We got home from the airport and I went straight to bed, excited for the morning so I could show her the most recent dress I had sewn. Unfortunately mom didn’t get up again the next morning. We were shocked and devastated by her death. This came right on the heels of an accident that befell my cousin Isaac earlier this month, resulting in extremely severe injuries. So, not an easy month for us. And certainly not an easy Christmas.
Mom taught me everything I know about sewing. Without her patient guidance I certainly would not be the seamstress I am today. She helped me through numerous harebrained sewing projects when I was younger, gifted me her old sewing machine, and was always down for a trip to the fabric store.
Since she was my number one fan- i’m convinced she was responsible for at least 50% of the hits to this blog- I wanted to write a blog post in her honor. Mom was an amazing sewer. She has been creating beautiful quilts for as long as I can remember. All over the house are examples of her quilts, wall hangings and table runners. For years she has done all of the quilting herself (rather than sending the finished tops to a professional to have the layers stitched together aka “quilted”), and she also did a fair bit of quilting for friends. Here is a small sampling of some of my favorites:
A Ruth McDowell style art quilt- mom designed it herself based on a photograph and translated it into fabric.
I’ve always loved this flannel lap quilt she created using fabric that was pear and cat themed….what’s not to love about that?
This kite wall hanging has some pretty amazing quilting on it.
another example of her talent for machine quilting
a kaleidescope wall hanging
Another one using Ruth McDowell’s technique, this wall hanging is based on a photo of my grandmother, my aunt, and my cousin Michelle.
This apple picker wall hanging is based on a photo she took on the farm. Unfortunately she didn’t have a chance to finish it- this was one of her most recent projects.
I can’t capture them all- there are dozens and dozens more in the house, and dozens that she gifted to others. Words can’t express how much I will miss her. There were so many things we still had left to do together, and so many questions I wanted to ask her. Best mom in the world.