Waaaay back in 1989, I designed and began teaching this quilt. The class took place in a small, but wonderful shop in the village of Stone Mountain, Georgia. You know the kind of place I mean, full of new ideas and cheerful quilters, and just a block over from the Italian restaurant. A place to find fun fabric and meet up with a new or old friend to head out to lunch.The very first time I taught this class there was a full house and I was nervous. . . . but boy did we laugh. One of the students was my soon to be forever friend B.C., a nurse who did not have extensive quilting experience, but a joyful spirit nonetheless.
Years later, before she and her family moved further south, she gave me the sections of her project and asked me to finish them. . . . which I finally did . . . about 4 moves and another state later in 2003.
Quilting really is the tie that binds no matter how often one moves. I truly can't imagine a world without quilters and forever friends.
Until then, keep stitchin' . . . .
However, I do believe the green should have been cut at 2". Ah well . . .
And on the right you see the backing fabric. This piece I've been saving for about 30 years, proving once again that colors do come 'round again just like Spring. . . . we just have to wait patiently for it.
