When my husband and I retired in 2006, one of the many activities I wanted to give a try was quilting…I also tried watercolors but just saying that I didn’t have a gift for that is a huge understatement. Before we moved nearly 300 miles to our retirement home, I went crazy in the fabric store and bought a book and a ton of fabric. In my absolute ignorance I chose a complicated paper-pieced pattern because it was a clematis (I have been a member of Gardener’s Anonymous for many years with a special affinity for clematis). Having diligently prewashed the fabric because that’s what the book said to do, I wadded the whole mess up into a box and threw it in the back of the truck. Once we got settled in our forever home, I pulled out the now hopelessly wrinkled fabric and tried to iron it the best I could, and THEN I READ THE INSTRUCTIONS for the quilt!! Oh my!! What the heck is a paper foundation? God was shining His light on me, though, and somehow I discovered one of the ladies at church was an avid quilter. I explained my dilemma to Carla, and she (poor girl) volunteered to help me, little realizing how much help I would require. When she saw the selected pattern, I was afraid I’d have to call 911. But never one to back away from a challenge, Carla took me under her capable wing and walked me through every step of that nightmare of a quilt. Being both mathematically and geometrically challenged, I needed hours of handholding, but a year later, I had a beautiful queen-sized clematis quilt….and I was hooked!!!
Carla also introduced me to a small quilting group in our little rural area. The group was made up of very talented and experienced quilters who were all happy to mentor me. The photo is taken at the quilt show that our group holds every year at the rustic Hall where we meet twice a month to make charity quilts. I’m sure I’ll be talking about my group in future posts. I have never made a paper-pieced quilt since.