It’s to remind me that once–before I was writing syllabi and course calendars and reading student emails too early in the morning–I had a life as a quilter. I reach out and touch this fabulous quilt, and say to myself, “Soon. Soon.”
That’s the nice thing about quilts. They get done, never go away, never have to be re-done. I’m looking forward to having this beautiful blue quilt at the end of my bed, in order to match my new bathroom.