On the brink of another baseball season, I attended my semi-annual quilters’ getaway weekend. Me and 30 or so friends and acquaintances spent a lovely weekend sewing, chatting, shopping and dining. Yes, and some wine was involved. Next to sitting with 30,000+ of my “friends” at Fenway, quilting weekends are one of my favorite ways to spend time. I am amazed at how many unenlightened people ask me if we all work on the same quilt. What is this, 1800? Really, people? Do you think we sit around wearing bonnets and calico dresses at a quilting bee?
Who quilts in this day and age, you ask? Well, the quilters I know are mothers, grandmothers, sisters, nurses, teachers, technicians, computer specialists, counselors, artists, and professionals of all kinds. They are married, single, widowed or divorced. Discussions over the course of a weekend revolve around fabric, patterns, books, music, sports, politics, religion, personal journeys, dysfunctional families, children, pets, food and technology. The latest steamy novel was discussed and immediately downloaded to several iPads (including mine). There were no arguments and no “cat fights”. (Not even about the temperature control in the room.) Believe it or not, men, we did not spend all weekend talking about you. My friends shared ideas about their latest projects and encouragement when I was stuck on mine. One friend was bound and determined to use the word “cuckold” in a sentence before the weekend was over. Surprisingly, she found an opening and used it seamlessly. The crowd stood and cheered.
It seems to me that the world would be a better place if everyone made quilts.
Non-quilters, have I lost you or enlightened you? Maybe these vignettes will help you understand:
My table-mate and friend, Rita, has a fondness for neatly organizing her fabric. Fabric preparation is as much fun to her as the actual sewing itself. I envy her ability to organize. She must have hated sharing a table with me. (Not so neat.)
Amy quietly whipped up this colorful quilt. She always produces so much!
More neat people. I hope they let me come back next year.
Andrea dyes and paints her own fabric. For the first time, she even did some hand-quilting on this piece. The sewing machine wizard that she is did not totally enjoy the experience. Andrea may have spent more time checking out Pinterest than sewing! (Just kidding, Andrea! Sort of.)
Nedra’s work is sometimes contemporary and sometimes traditional. No matter which way she goes, it is always perfect.
So, my quilting weekend is over. I am refreshed and ready for baseball season. (Yay!)
P.S. A little advice: When speaking to your friends who are Red Sox fans, please refrain from the “thumbs up” or “thumbs down” jokes about the Red Sox pitching staff. We are a little fragile this year.