Monday, September 16, 2024

last, not least

 more snaps from the show....


this exhibit was of portrait quilts....dimensions were given and each description included the photograph...i just liked this one with the orange hair...some older women nowadays have funky hair so maybe this was her color?


another exhibit whose theme was recycling....lots of eclectic entries as you can imagine but i thought this was innovative....



i didn't know that shweshwe came in colors, thought it was all indigo....french connection shop had a booth with LOTS of them, all different colors, plus african and french fabrics...scooted past real fast..



beautifully done i thought....ticks all my boxes....blues, geometric, sorta wedding ring/pickle dish...



this was in a section of traditional quilts...this woman is in my yahoo group and i said i would look for it...


nicely done EPP lucy boston...but the english major in me thought it should have been titled, laura meets lucy...

well that's just a cross section of all the gorgeous quilts...my knees gave out before i got to the kaffe and liza exhibit so glad i have some of his books.  the tremendous boost i got from a fun day away lingers still and has motivated me to not only finish things in progress but maybe think about a new, exhibit worthy piece.  most of these are way out of my quilting/design skills but who knows?  

facing a week of rain and back to the routine....exercise days, the usual cooking tasks...apt is clean so after that it's all sew time.  sunday morning the sneaky grief grinch attacked, prompted me to write this...

FIRST AND LAST

the first of us to feel her touch,
our 'gang of four' she loved so much

two girls, two boys, four years apart
bound by love within her heart

the years went by, the children flew
to here and there, the family grew

always there unconditional love
with wisdom and faith sent from above

then one day death made its call
with shock and sadness to us all

we knew her soul was heaven-bound
our dad and others to surround

the moment came, my task was clear
one final touch as she left here

my siblings were fortunate to have been spared that last half hour...nothing to be envious about i can guarantee them...

7 comments:

  1. Beautiful words. ((Hugs))
    And loved seeing the quilts at the show, thank you for sharing them too.

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  2. Lovely poem, Grace......and wonderful quilts! I have a couple of FQs of brighter shweshwe but mostly indigo (and red). Of course my tendency is to hoard them rather than use them.

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  3. Oh, Grace; such poignant words, such a loving tribute. Sending hugs~ I'm sure that your precious mother always knew that deep love in return.
    Thank you for taking us along to the show, that Dear Jane sang directly to my heart!

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  4. The shweshwe is a beauty! I love the colors so bright and cheerful!
    Your poem is lovely, everyone grieves differently. I find it takes way to much energy to grieve for what I cannot change.

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    1. writing the poem helps to put feelings into words and releases the sadness...

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  5. A lovely tribute to your Mom and you.

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