I had a list of things to do today. I've managed 3. Then I thought about my Farmer's Wife quilt I started I think in 2017. I have the blocks I made during the years following in a binder, with the printed pattern, my colorways, notes, dates started and finished. Then all the stuff you think won't happen, did - Paul's cancer, stroke, covid, platelets, Amy's meningitis, my back fractures. Amy recovered, thank God!! My back is cemented together. It still hurts when I over do. Paul is still having side effects. The cancer is gone from his lung, but he has prostate cancer, which is being "watched." Meantime, he's going to cardio therapy after a stint at the end of May. So, yeah... Life. And it has taken a big bite out of my energy, passions for sewing, scrapbooking, junk journals...
There will be a quilt display at Heritage Day at the old Courthouse Museum and I plan to take Mama's she made for me (Hunter's Star), one of Mother Ruth's (scrappy), maybe my little one I made almost 60 years ago from shirt factory scraps (Trip Around the World). All three of these are hand pieced and quilted. So Sher thought of my binder of FW blocks and thought it would be a good display. Now, I've had this quilt on my mind for some time. I thought once that if I ever did anything before I die, I would love to finish that quilt. So it has lingered for 3 years of my life. The last dated block was July, 2020. I want to finish it. It seems like all my energy is drained after doing laundry, keeping the kitchen clean and helping Paul with little things that he used to do: keeping my truck serviced and looked after, little things in the yard, finding someone to wash the house, paint the deck. I have new post lights to put on the deck posts. I can do all but the 4 on top, on the arbor. I do have a life, I go to Sunday School, keep doctor appointments, attend Bible Study, go to Sher's, Bren's and Charlotte's. We go out to eat. I visit the library and go to book club. It's a small circle, but I love it, and appreciate it and that I am able to drive, take care of myself, get my hair cut, shop for groceries. I just don't know where that big block of time goes that I can't focus on any artistic endeavor. I know my phone is a big problem. So there's that; my fault.
So my Farmer's Wife... I want to print all the patterns and templates I lack. I have so much fabric and that was always fun, coordinating the pieces in the blocks. Maybe this is a first step to get back to it. I would love to have it for Amy someday.
And this happened last Monday: Brenda's 75th birthday lunch at Charlotte's. She, Charlotte and I are all 75 now. Sher will be 70 in August. Time......
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