I was going to say this quilt has become careworn after a dozen years of comforting and warming us. It is just what I always wanted of this quilt. When I pieced it, I looked for older looking prints, soft fabrics, muted colors, warmth. I made it a sample of different squares, with appliqués and embroidery... All familiar and meaningful images. I wanted it to be both special, and everyday... Not so special you wouldn't wrap up in it, or carry it around the yard in search of soft ground and shade. And I was looking forward to the day when I would see it in a heap, and it would look old, loved, familiar, and worn from care.
Today I picked up my needle, opened my box of embroidery floss, and made many, many repairs. Seams were opening, and some of the appliqués were coming apart. I've noticed this for some time and actually dreaded making repairs... threading needles, tying knots, figuring out how best to cope with unraveling fabrics, and broken threads. But today it was such a welcome task, I enjoyed every stitch.
I enjoyed recalling how I chose to make a chicken, a Christmas tree, the gingham print for the cottage roof. I remembered Max suggesting motifs. He was only four years old at the time. For some reason I did not mind switching thread colors... I only used two. I didn't feel frustrated about finishing off one seam, starting another. It was all quite satisfying.
I feel deeply thankful... for the skills I've learned, for the tools I have, for the children around me, for Geoff's insistence that I should enjoy doing happy things. I imagined someone dropping by, an unexpected knock at the door, and the little dread I would feel when they saw the clean clothes heaped on the sofa, or notice I still have not cleared dishes from lunch.
I decided, this time, I was doing what really matters. This time I was taking care of something good and necessary. After all, a worn and cared for quilt cannot repair itself. And no matter how many socks need matching, or whatever such chore is lurking, there is not much chance of doing two, or three things at once. I might just as well enjoy this most necessary duty.