Friends and Squares

Thank you for the comments on my last post.  My mother-in-law died on January 1st.  The funeral was the following weekend and when the kids went back to school on Monday, I was hoping that the return to routine would help get us start to get back to normal.

But in reality, things take much longer than my "let's get on with our lives" schedule, and January has been very gloomy.

I am grateful that I have some very good friends that are a bright spot in my life.

This week we had the Chicago School of Fusing annual holiday (belated) get-together at Frieda's house and shared good food and lively conversation.  For the first year in awhile, I had finished a big art quilt and I had something for show-and-tell.

Here are Laura and Jane and I holding the quilt, which I promise to reveal in it's entirety very soon.  Yes I will--no more teasers.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I have been doing what quilters do.  What quilters, throughout the ages, have always done when life is gloomy.  Making little squares.

Because, if you keep putting on foot in front of the other, then little piles of squares eventually turn into big piles of squares.

And bigger piles of squares will become a quilt.  One foot in front of the other.