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Fall 1892 |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569
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When she sat to stitch, she was happy Her wicker basket overflowing with bits of Lancaster blue and double pinks Mustard, indigo, cheddar and muslin Tiny bits of fabric sewn together to make a beautiful blanket She does her quilting by her mothers cut glass oil lamp Chats by the fireside carding wool and planning weddings Picking seeds out of the cotton Sorting through a trunk full of crisp cottons Pickles and jellies are all put up so theres more time to sew Hours and hours of holding the shiny needle Humming to herself, rocking in her chair Creating a cloth of love...an heirloom |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Tina, I enjoy things like this. Not much for sewing, but I love baking, preserving foods and smoking fish. I enjoyed this poem as you touched on those things that I hold dear in my life -- making memories and heirlooms is one of the most precious gifts we can give. Thank you. aziza |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569 |
Thanks aziza. I've been finishing up a quilt for my niece. I always end up thinking about quilters before me when I'm sewing. I make some awesome bread & butter pickles too.  |
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