So what does my award look like?
Isn't it beautiful??? You might be asking, "Tish, where exactly is the award?" It's in the box and the mesh totes and the huge garbage bag in the back seat you can barely see. And how exactly did I get this award and who gave it to me? A friend of mine named Courtney, who I have known ever since we were in elementary school and her family. And I consider everything contained within an honor to receive.
Right after Easter of this year Courtney's grandmother, Mrs Carver, passed away. I never met her grandma in person, but through Courtney's posts on Facebook I felt like I knew her.
She was a die hard quilter with lots of quilts under her belt. The one thing she loved more than anything were her scraps. They were her treasure and her passion. Her grandmother would sit and sort the scraps. She even conned her family into sorting her scraps. How could you not love her??
|Quilts entered in a local quilt show|
|Quilts she made from her scrap bin for her family|
So a few months ago Courtney contacted me to see if I would like to have her grandmother's scraps, adding that her mother says I must take everything...and...was that a laugh? She and her mother had talked and knew that I loved to make smaller quilts and thought maybe I could give them a new home. I offered to pay for them but they wouldn't take anything. They just wanted to see them be loved and used, just as her grandmother would have done. I felt honored that they would give them to me. I could only imagine all the memories behind these scraps. So we will call this the Hoarder in Training Award...only I didn't know that at the time.
We set a date and I met them at her grandmother's house. As we entered her mom reminded me, "You must take everything." And again that same laugh. Suddenly they began pulling out boxes and mesh totes filled to the brim with scraps of all imaginable sizes. I'll admit as as the containers kept stacking up I wondered if I was in trouble. After everything was strategically loaded into the back of my car they gave me a tour of the house and shared some of her quilts with me. She had a very good eye for color and loved her some scrappy quilts. Most of the quilts were hand quilted.
It was just amazing. Again, I felt so honored that they shared this with me. Even though I'm swimming in scraps, they will never know how much it meant to me that they thought of me.
So now what will happen to all this stuff?? Stay tuned, my friends.
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