It all started with an antique quilt given to me by my Uncle Cliff in 1985. It was made by my Great Grandmother using original fabrics spanning from the 1860's to the 1930's, in a string quilt pattern. All strings were hand pieced. All fabrics were loved. I can imagine Grandpa's shirts, or Grandma's housedress or apron. And now I'm the fortunate steward of this wonderful bit of family history........all made by hand.
Well, it seems I have been bitten by
the tangling (i.e. Zentangle) bug again.Winter is a
great time to spend hours with a pen and paper, creating thick callouses on my
fingers, sometimes forgetting to come up for air.Here is my trail of pics….
