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| My Family Treadle Machine |
Quilting in my jammies, you ask? Sometimes I’m already in my jammies and decide to stay up late quilting. Sometimes I get up, have a cup of tea, then go downstairs to quilt. In my jammies. Good days are quilting in my jammies for a few hours, taking a shower, then changing into clean jammies to quilt some more! I seldom have that luxury, but when I do ...
My earliest recollections of sewing were my grandmother
(Grammy) teaching me to embroider tea towels, and learning to sew on an old
treadle machine when I was about 5 or 6. This, as it turns out, was a
wedding gift to my great-grandparents in the late 1800’s, of which I am now the
proud owner. There were quilts on the beds made by my Great-Grandmother
and Great Aunts (I inherited a couple of those, too). My Grammy crocheted and
tatted beautifully but I have a tin with the pieces of her only attempt at
quilting. I guess it’s not for everyone?
Later, in elementary school, my brother’s girlfriend worked in fabrics at our local department store, and I loved visiting and “petting” the fabrics. And, like every girl in my generation, Home Ec included sewing (loved) and cooking (not so much then but enjoy it now). The only sewing I’ve done since the early 90’s has been quilting, until recently. But more on that later.
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Since moving to NY, my passion for quilting has continued. And I have to say, my skills have greatly improved. As well, my fabric “collection” has grown immensely! Best of all have been the friendships I’ve developed – through active participation in quilt guilds, teaching classes, being half-owner in a quilt shop for a few years, and belonging to “friendship groups” that met/meet regularly. I wouldn’t trade those for anything!
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