Quilts are memories, in my mind of the past.
When I see this Quilt:
The boys where really LITTLE boys... then.
Losing my dad was so new... then.
I worked on this quilt with a broken leg... then.
Lady, our dog was alive... then.
Didn't have gray hair... then.
Wore smaller cloths... then.
I thought I was a skilled quilter...then.
Gas was ALLOT cheaper... then.
Till We Quilt Again,
Helen
Yes, it is wonderful what emotions and memories can be evoked from objects, smells, etc! Have a blessed Easter!
ReplyDeleteWhat a good memory you have...I love how the quilt still tells you all those things and you can relive them! Well, only the good parts.
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