In the bleak midwinter - correction
from Quilting Studio Adventures
My mom died 9 years ago December 22. It was actually 8 years ago, not 9. I had to admit to all three sibs I was wrong. Her death was welcomed and peaceful. I remember spending the next few weeks adding stitches to the quilt I was working on - and at that point I was still an emerging hand quilter. And now at this time of year in these deeply dark and cold days, I find hand stitching so comforting. A week ago I started adding stitches to this quilt. Its owner says this quilt top is 90 years old ...