When the four kids were all still at home, I made this quilt out of a wool camp blanket and some of their recycled jeans and t-shirts. Three of the children are girls which explains all the pink I guess. It's not a large piece but very heavy and while making it I realized that it was a metaphor for motherhood. It was a heavy, itchy thing yet warm and nurturing and domestic and all that.
Have a wonderful birthday handsome dad.
2 comments:
beautiful - the words - everything - as a mum of two littlies, this was exactly what i needed to read, right now, at this moment. thanks!
wow, i am always so impressed when i come here.
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