Tuesday, January 28, 2014

DAY 192 - COUNTING DOWN TO THE 50TH

Good Morning, Class of '64
  Last night was a below zero night, here in the mountains, and a below zero night wants an extra warm cover on the bed. With central heating that most houses have nowadays, extra warm covers might not be as important as they were in our growing up years. If you didn't sleep close to the heat source, your room might have gotten a bit cold during the night. You'd have been thankful for a quilted or hand knotted cover made by Mother or Grandma or some other family member or friend who had a desire for piecing quilts in their spare time, or, maybe, out of necessity. Back then, you probably didn't know how lucky you were to have a hand made work of art covering you during the night. You are even more fortunate, still, if you have one, today, that you can display on your wall or quilt rack.
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From "The Patchwork Coverlet"
Day after day the pattern grew;
Each block was deftly set in place,
And rows of tiny stitches tell
A tale that time cannot efface.
Of patience, skill, housewifely pride,
Of women's love for pretty thing,
Of fingers trained such work to do
By those who know the joy it brings,
Of time within the home well spent,
The heart with homely tasks content.
Amy Smith
Glad memories are woven unawares
In blending pieces of each favorite dress!
And so this quilt is eloquent today
With happiness that passes not away.
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 Aunt Dinah's Quilting Party (Seeing Nellie Home)
 In the sky the bright stars glittered
On the bank the pale moon shone
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home

   I was seeing Nellie home
   I was seeing Nellie home
   And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
   I was seeing Nellie home

On my arm a soft hand rested
Rested like as ocean foam
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home

On my lips a whisper trembled
Trembled till it dared to come
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home

On my life new hopes were dawning
And those hopes have lived and grown
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home

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Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.
 Doug Larson

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