I like to think - and certainly feel - that those items of fibre art that I find at thrift stores and church sales not only give me pleasure but somehow honour the person who made them as well.
This exquisite coverlet has been folded on a shelf in the kitchen for a few months, used on the deck as a shawl, catching my eye with its brilliance. It needed more exposure to reveal all its beauty for notice and admiration so it got hung in a doorway at the end of a hall.
It has been darned here and there so someone cherished it before it was donated.
I wonder who did it. And how long ago. And why; was it odds and ends or carefully chosen and planned. Was it a gift. Or an extra welcome on a guest room bed. The colours are so vibrant and placed in such a satisfying arrangement.
The plain squares are wonderful. The ones with an added touch - wow!
I feel very good when I find such treasures.
That certainly was a treasured find.
Posted by: Crafty Gardener | March 09, 2009 at 03:42 AM
Hello Linda
Yes, wasn't it. Thanks.
Posted by: karen | March 09, 2009 at 06:22 PM