Then there was the old quilt. Sister always said it was a 'Jacob's Ladder', but when old Auntie Lucy came to visit, she showed me how one block was different. The Fairies Promise'. I put the quilts out to air last week, and when I went to take them in, one was missing. I found it the next morning in the meadow.
Funny thing is the stitches in that one part looked newer than ever.
They are friendly people with a great love and knowledge of this art form. One morning I found it had climbed right up over the top of the door and was just covered with blossoms. Guess I'll leave it alone. I pawed through the free magazine bin at the library last week and found one of those fancy nurseries that sells old-style roses. Though Sister always called that bush a 'Lady Godiva', I can't say I was too surprised to find maybe it's really called 'The Fairy'.