Finally on Sunday, I was able to follow through with my plan. Mom was here briefly as we ended our big family weekend (Buckeyes vs. Nebraska in Columbus plus a nephew's wedding in Cincinnati). In the short turn-around time that she was dropping me off before heading on home, she sat down and took a few stitches.
Later in the day, Erin stopped in to get her cat (we'd been cat-sitting again). I grabbed her for some stitching, too. While she was at it, she noted that both she and her Granny had taken stitches in the same general area of the quilt - probably adjoining diamonds.
Their stitches were symbolic; neither did enough to make any sort of dent in how much I have remaining to quilt on this. And that's okay. You'd think with all this effort to get the 4 generations pictured at the frame, I would have a picture of myself actually quilting at it. I do not. The best I can do is below: I am with Grandma in this picture taken about 15 years ago. I did quilt with her at this frame. We didn't do it too often, but there was a time or two when we stitched together.
Happy Quilting, Friends!
I like generations at the quilt.
ReplyDeleteDo you have any idea where the quilt in your grandma's picture is these days?