October 18th, 2006
We got all of our things in the new apartment this weekend. I spent the first half of the week unpacking and trying to have a vision for the walls that match the gray skies of Seattle perfectly. I thought they were a pretty color when the sun was shining, but they’re making me a little depressed at the moment. Any suggestions for apartment dwellers that can’t paint? Don’t tell anyone but someone in our building has speedy wi-fi and doesn’t have a password up, so we’re currently getting free Internet. I’m in heaven!
This is a quilt my mom bought from a woman in my great grandmother’s quilting circle. You should have seen these ladies. They were all in their eighties, about six of them bedecked in polyester prints, short curls, and large eyeglass wear. My grandma had a huge quilting block in her basement and one at the senior center. They rotated between the two. This quilt was made by Elsie. The handwork is incredibly fine. It’s a rather exquisite piece of work. My grandmother made hundreds of quilts, among other crafts. I’m going to post pictures of all the quilts she’s been involved in that are in me or my mother’s possession, in remembrance of her. She passed away one month ago.