I came to quilting late this week and obviously had missed a lot. The women were busy working on two quilts. The Kings Highway is nearly finished. I don’t know the name of the pattern for the new one we are working on which has such lovely old fabrics. As usual when I sit down to begin stitching, I notice how tiny and regular the stitches are that have already been done. I hesitate to even pick up my needle. Hard for me to get both tiny and regular or even sometimes either. But I practiced patience and after doing a bit, if it really looked disagreeable, I took my stitches out and started again.
Now we are starting to plan for the Holiday Bazaar which happens on the first weekend of December which this year is December 1 and that means it is coming right up. We will sell all sorts of handmade items – baby quilts, full-size quilts, embroidered pillowcases, hats, potholders. It amazes me how much some of these women can produce in a week. Perhaps one of the lessons from this blog is that I am not a professional writer (can’t write on a regular basis), I am not a professional quilter (hopefully my irregular stitches are minimized by the hundreds of other beautiful stitches done by the other women) and I am not a production sewer or knitter or anything else. Good thing I have a day job.
The bazaar weekend is one of my favorites in the valley. There are so many wonderful bazaars at various churches, Trego Hall, the Creative Arts Center and of course the Historical Village. During our quilting, Lynda wrote our names down for which shift we would each work. I like to come in the morning to see the day start and then leave by noon to visit the other bazaars. It really is an amazing valley. When I think of the number of people who live here and what they accomplish – both personally and for the community, it gives me hope.