I read this quote in the Crazy Quilters Club May 2010 Newsletter. I wanted to keep track of it, so I'm posting it here to share.
"I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away and like a tree that sows seeds every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not loss, it is adding to future life. It is the tree's way of being. Strongly rooted, perhaps, but spilling its treasure on the wind." May Sarton
I think it is absolutely lovely.
Here is a link to all her poems
Here is a quote of hers I found while looking at her poetry.
||The woman who needs to create works of art is born with a kind of psychic tension in her which drives her unmercifully to find a way to balance, to make herself whole. Every human being has this need:...
|May Sarton (b. 1912), U.S. poet, novelist. Hilary Stevens, in Mrs. Stevens Hears the Mermaids Singing, pt. 2 (1965).
First, some pictures of the breathtaking scenery:
Now, some of the quilt shop finds.
This is the contents of a scrap bag from Deb's Cats N Quilts in Franklin. Deb was very cordial and friendly and very personable. I saw her on a quilt show once, Simply Quilts with her cat ruler. Her shop has a real antique shop feeling with wooden floors and rooms like a house and absolutly crammed (but very organized) with lushious quilt goodies and a kitty theme here and there. The bathroom is named "the Litter Box" She sells these scrap bags for $5.00 and the proceeds go to a local cat rescue shelter. Apparently these are bags of scraps from quilt classes. Mine had mostly sections of jelly roll strip sets along with squares the width of the strip sets cut out of a contrasting coordinating fabric. The squares were marked with pencil on the back for the 1/2 square triangle sew line, plus a line 1/2" away. I have enough coordinating fabric to make a small quilt. I had no idea that's what was in the bag. I bought it mostly because of the CatMan2 no-kill shelter. I've started sewing the pieces and will post whatever I come up with later. I don't know if all the bags have as usefull a combination of fabrics, but I was very happy to see that mine did.
I bought this at A Stitch in Time in Franklin. A very lovely LQS. I could've spent all afternoon in this shop. This is a jelly roll scrap strip set. It has as much fabric as a jelly roll, but is not a collection of a line of fabric. It is coordinating though. I can't wait to do something with this. The ladies there were all about going out of their way to help and answer questions. Their shop is being featured in the best quilt shops of 2010 in the annual magazine, they said. If I were ever to start a shop it would be like this one. They had a great variety for every kind of quilting style, from long arm to emroidery to art quilts and on. .
I also got this pattern. They sell "Turnovers" and I bought one, Moda Aviary, to use to make this quilt.
A Stitch In TIme had YLI silk embroidery floss at .45 per package. Since I didn't bring any sewing with me and was longing to stitch, I bought one of every color, along with an embroidery hoop and worked one of the basket designs on a linen hand towel, just to try it out. I found this floss very smooth and easy to work with. The yellow is more vibrant than it looks in this photo. It kind of washed out with the flash.
This is an antique dresser scarf I bought at Yesterday's Treasures Antique Mall in Dillard. It is approx. 4' long, so I only took a picture of the corner to better show the detail. The embroidery is precise and perfectly executed. There are no stains on it and no significant signs of wear. It's as if it was kept in the dresser instead of on it. I love it.
There are so many antique shops and malls in Dillard and Franklin alone that I could've spent a month just looking through them all. I saw quite a few wonderful antique quilts. Many with patterns I never saw before. Some were worn from use and were more utilitarian and others were in pristine condition and looked as though they were kept in a closet and hardly saw light. It was great!
I've got many more photos, of course, 814 in all, but I wanted to share these with you all here.
Most of my time was spent tromping around in the mountains with my beautiful family. We had such a wonderful time together. I only fell once. I slipped on the grass and landed right on my pa-tutey. Thank God it happened the day before our last one there. My daughter slipped on the grass twice, so I didn't feel so bad :)
I took my older grandchildren, Megan and Brenden to a gem mine. We paid $5.00 each to dig a bucket of clay and sift it in a screen through water trough. It was my grandson's birthday and he got a good sized ruby and a saphire. We all got a bag full of semi precious gems like quartz crystals, garnets, aquamarine and some little bitty pieces of emerald to name a few. Franklin is the Gem capitol of the world I think. It's almost adictive. You find yourself wanting to get bucket after bucket to see what you might get. We had a grand time there, but it was way back up in the hills (of course I couldn't be satisfied with one of the one's on the main drag). On the way out I took a wrong turn and got us lost in the mountains for 1 1/2 hours :) Of course the cell phones didn't work. We just kept going round and round and up and down. We were starting to get worried because the sun was ready to go down over the mountains. Finally we found someone and asked and he was able to help us find our way out. I saw a book at the visitor's center earlier in the day about disappearances in the Smokey Mountains and secretly was thinking how we could become a statistic for the next version. The kids thought the whole thing was hillarious and they had me laughing so hard I could hardly see to drive at times. I really needed a good belly laugh and I just thought how true it is that God works everything for the good for those who love him and are called to His purpose. That was the best time I had on this vacation :)
We did plant Ricky's tree on our property and I put only some of his ashes in a hot pepper bottle (he ate hot peppers with everything) and burried them next to the tree. The rest of his ashes came back home with me. I couldn't bear to leave them all there. I was happy when some neighboring dogs, Millie and Buster, I had met on our other trips there came to greet me and remembered me. They helped officiate the ceremony and made my daughters feel safe. My family had never been there before and were afraid of bears and mountain lions. I told them they were silly, although our property is on the back side of Nanthahala National Forest and it wouldn't be out of the question for something wild to wonder up the ridge. I do so love that place. The air is fresh and it is in the thick woods. All you hear in the day are different birds talking to each other and the trees whooshing in the breeze. When it rains it's like a rain forrest. There is a spring fed creek there and the kids cooled off by walking in it and picking rocks. We saw a fleeting view of a baby dear there drinking and my grandkids fell in love with the place. It was great and Ricky would have been so pleased to be there. I honestly think he was there watching the whole thing.
I know Ricky's spirit was with me the whole time I was there. With all the children there was a lot of laughter through tears for us. A most cherishable memory.