Another quilt from my very clever mother. This was a design by McKenna Ryan, and it is no longer with us. We had a rush of blood to the head when someone wanted to buy it, and it lives in a new house now.
I’m tempted to keep every quilt I’ve ever made, but I do know that one day my girls will be dealing with all the stuff I’ve kept over the years. So sometimes, when the opportunity (and price) arose, I sell them.
Do you worry about the things you’ll leave behind? The clutter? What if I make all of these quilts and my girls chuck them away? Is it about the end result, or is it about the process of making the quilt that gives me the most pleasure? Do I get to say what happens to my stuff after I’m gone?
Big questions all jumbling around inside my head right now. Big questions.