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I SOMETIMES QUILT

I don’t profess to be any good at it but I love to quilt.   My maternal grandmother, Lillie Mae Addison taught me.   She also taught me how to make dolls from socks.   Those lessons came from simply watching her manipulate scraps of nothing into magnificent works of art.   Her craft grew from necessity; mine from simply wanting to do what I saw my grandmother do. And so I sometimes quilt.   Usually I only do so when I’m stressed.   Or bored.   Or stressed and bored.   Or when something, or someone, inspires my creative juices.   I love creating baby quilts so the birth of a new baby does my spirit good. I’ve only done one king-sized quilt.   It took forever and required some assistance to manipulate.   I burned out the original motor on my old Singer sewing machine finishing that quilt.   At the time it probably would have been cheaper to buy a new sewing machine but I wasn’t ready to part with my old Singer.   It had been a gift from my mother who insisted that a woman worth h