There are moments in life that you remember with clarity. I think it is because they have such an impact on us. One such moment happened to me ages ago when I was both a quilter and a bear maker. I was in a quilt shop when another quilter came in and presented a project she was working on to the owners. She seemed like a fascinating person, but I wasn’t one to walk up to a complete stranger and introduce myself.
Sometime later, I was an exhibitor at an outdoor show with my quilts and bears when she walked up. Apparently, she had seen someone with one of my bears and they sent her my way. She was a bear collector as well as a quilter. It was the beginning of our friendship which has endured – oh – you know, life. We don’t see each other as much as we’d like but she still has my unreserved admiration.
She was in town unexpectedly over the weekend so we made plans to have dinner. We had not seen each other in years, but time has not diminished our friendship, the things we have in common or her creative style.
A few years ago, she made this crazy quilted scissors pocket necklace and gave it to me. It hangs in my studio where I can see it every day.
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When Sebastian realized it was just his size, he thought it would make a good place to hang out.
Oh dear Sebastian. That’s not really for you.
One of my favorite quotes sums up our visit.
Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow