A couple weeks back, I spent a rugged day struggling with a lone star quilt block. Not fun.
Today, I dug out bow tie quilt block templates from my Grandmother that I've long wanted to use. I couldn't figure out how they went together before now.
Of course, a trick from the monster lone star block was the key!
I am grateful for difficult lessons, and for a connection to the past.
Grandma died before I knew her. The quilt she made from this pattern -- a favorite from my childhood -- is threadbare or maybe gone.
It feels like a zen moment -- the pieces falling in place (literally), new skills and a rainy afternoon to play with fabric.
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