Back in early August, I snuck away from Vermont for a few days and visited the newlyweds in Washington DC. Lindsey and I had long talked about looking for evidence of women's history in the midst of the testosterone that leaks out of our nation's capital. Since Lindsey and Scott were planning to move to Detroit in September, we hatched our August plan and had great fun on our mission.
We did spend a morning doing a bit of shopping, and Capital Quilts was on our route. Such a treasure trove of inspiration! I thumbed through up a copy of Tula Pink's 100 Modern Quilt Blocks and I told Lindsey about my Instagram friend, Jodi over at Palinkasquilts who sewed a square from the book 100 days in a row. And Lindsey gave me a look. A look that said I dare you, Marmie.
Well. I bought the book. And the book taunted me for months.
Then I finally realized that I really wanted to stitch some of those blocks and I really wanted to frame the sewing as an ongoing commitment. I just couldn't face an every*single*day commitment. So I decided once a week would be just fine. "Tula Tuesday" was hatched! I'll be sewing and posting a picture here every Tuesday in 2018.
I decided that my very first square needed to be special. The humble 9 patch is one of the oldest quilt squares around, and it's actually quite modern in its simplicity as well. I used some of my homegrown, hand dyed indigo linen and some of my very favorite Liberty of London lawn to sew today's square.
I'll be sewing from my fabric stash and will not buy any new fabric for this project. I hope to include some fabric from old clothing as well. I'm not sure what I'll do with the squares at the end of the year...I'm hoping the process will lead me to a nice finish.
You can read about Tula's City Sampler, 100 Modern Quilt Blocks here.
Are you making any sort of long term commitment to a creative project? There's some fun inspiration for ongoing projects in the latest Uppercase magazine .
Gosh. Thank you for all of your good wishes. Both here and over on Instagram and via telephone. I do feel well cared for. And I appreciate that. I'm a lucky girl.
Embracing vulnerability was just the right thing to do.
It gave me a chance to count my blessings. To rest. To heal. To wait. To be patient with myself and my body. To be resilient.
A week after the accident I'm in a better place. Stronger. More determined. More inspired. Ready for 2018.
The deep freeze here in Vermont has been filled with white blossoms, gentle light and blue shadows. There's been more snow, more wind, more fires in the Home Comfort, more soup and more early evenings.
There's been nesting too. I found the Harry Potter inspired, hope-filled black and white print at The Diggingest Girl...read about Emily here. She's is a super cool artist and I'm glad I found her in the midst of these dark days.
And my tee shirt? It's mighty special. Printed carefully and with intention, you can read about it here. I feel like a badass when I wear it to the gym. :-)
I've got all sorts of ideas and plans for 2018. Check back this week if you're curious to see what's up.
I was involved in a car accident on Sunday afternoon, right here in our neighborhood. It was New Year's Eve afternoon and frigidly cold. I am OK, the person who hit me is OK, the condition of my car remains in the hands of the insurance adjuster. Bruised, sore, rattled...but I know it could have been so much worse. Thank goodness for seat belts and safety features. Cruising into the new year with ice packs, arnica gel and a heating pad has given me pause.
Batman and I just updated our wills, and signed them this morning. That act loomed larger for me after the weekend's adventures. All the "what ifs".
The brutal weather has impacted our neck of the woods. A chimney fire gutted a home down in town. Farmers are struggling to keep their animals safe and watered and fed in the extreme temperatures. Going outdoors requires extra time to bundle up. And the forecast for the east coast looks grim. Mother Nature is lashing out at us for our carelessness with her bounty. It is hard to witness.
And then there is the stunning twittering about whose nuclear button is bigger. I have no words for that.
The last few nights have been restless for me. The full and bright moon has kept me awake. The discomfort in my shoulders and neck and torso has made me shift position time and again during the night. I spend a lot of time meditating under the covers, sending shining energy to the White House, hoping it will somehow change what's going on in those hallowed halls.
I'm finding that the best way to deal with all of this is to open myself up to the unanswered questions. To feel the discomfort, the uncertainty, the dread. To just sit in the midst of it. To honor its presence. To name it. To absorb it. To embrace it. To let it wash over me. To release it.
Only then can I set it aside.
And concentrate on the things I can change in my own life, in the lives of those close to me, in my community...and through that...some small part of the world.
We all need to show up for one another. I am here for you, friends.
this morning, i mended the two pocket linings on a jacket
that hannah had brought with her to vermont.
she wore it in high school, and now she is 30.
#wearitwell #makeitlast #thrifty #buyquality #persist
our holiday gathering here at "a bit of earth"
was very small and quiet and snowy.
puzzles, baking, wood fired pizza, love actually (of course) and good food and wine filled our days.
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