This is a little story about the thing I love most about making quilts. There are loads of reasons really why I make them, but this right here is the only reason that matters.
About 20 years ago I made a quilt/embroidered blanket thingie ( I was experimenting) for one of my best friends, Jackie. She was leaving to live overseas, and I wanted her to have something from me to take with her. It was lime green, and it had 3D wool flowers embroidered on it, and the words, "Jack's Blankie". It was a bit mad. Jack loved it.
20 years have gone by and we are still besties. I hadn't thought about Jack's Blankie in years, in fact I assumed that it had been worn to a shred and thrown out long ago. However I discovered this week that it has been very much loved and used and cherished over all that time.
The family dog is very elderly and hasn't been well, and the very difficult decision was made this week to put him to sleep. Floyd's favourite thing apparently was to have a cuddle under Jack's Blankie with whoever was around to cuddle him, and so Jack asked me the night before they put him down if it was OK with me if they buried Floydie wrapped in the blanket.
I was very sad to hear about Floyd (and shocked to hear the blankie was still in service) and so of course I said yes, at which point Jack confessed that although that was what everyone wanted, she wasn't sure she could part with the blankie - it had been with her for so long and was so special.
And so of course I have given Jack a new quilt, which the family has been snuggling under together, and Floydie is warm under the ground wrapped in his favourite blanket.
And that is why I make quilts. Yes I make them for books and magazines, and for exhibition, and to satisfy my creative madness, and to use up my massive stash and for all sorts of other reasons. But really the quilts I love the most are the ones I make for the people I love, to keep them warm and to wrap them in my love and good wishes.
And that is the story for today. Sleep tight Floydie.