Stash Report

My mailbox held happy mail….

There was no address…no signature.  The anonymous packages are always curious to me.

This one had a note.  The writer proclaimed to have too much fabric and wanted to pass it along to me.  She also told me to expect more packages.

All of the pieces are already put away and have a home.  I love it when I tackle sorting jobs immediately!!  I had a “little talk with myself”.  My sewing room is completely and totally disorganized right now.  I don’t have time to clean it as that wedding quilt and the publication quilt both need attention…BUT I can at least not add to the mess that is already there so I’ve been making myself tackle things as they come in.  No walking upstairs and dumping it in the room for me!!!  I’m hoping that once I do get a chance to clean this will strategy will lessen the time I have to clean.

I have been sorting when I only have a few minutes.  I’ve come up with FOUR boxes of fabric and things I am passing on.  There are several quilting groups south of me that are always looking for fabric.  Sandra is great about driving to my house and picking it up.  She then sorts through it all and distributes it out between the groups she works with.  It’s great as I don’t have to pay postage to get it out.  Some of the fabric I send on to her might be a loud print that I don’t have a home for, poor quality fabric, squares that are already cut to size, panels, and even some of the fabric I buy via thrifting.  I love supporting others as they work to make charity quilts.

Back years ago when Kalissa was little the church that we were attending at the time had a quilting group that made quilts for Lutheran World Relief.  I was a stay at home mom and worked our schedule so that I would go out and quilt with them.  I loved it.  There is so much closeness and fellowship that goes into each of the quilts.  I think it’s funny that the ladies all work under the guise of helping others across the ocean when in reality they are helping each other too.  Two of the ladies were widows.  I think they loved quilting just for the chance to get out and talk with others.   I loved listening to the stories they told as they worked.  At the time I brought Kalissa.  She was 3 years old or so.  Those ladies loved and doted on her.  Those memories are some of the fondest I have…for Kalissa too.

I’m sure the ladies who get this fabric I’ve recently boxed up are enjoying the same kind of atmosphere in the groups they are quilting with.  I’m so happy that even from a distance, I can be a small part of helping the quilts happen but even more importantly, that fellowship that happens when ladies get together and make charity quilts.  Kudos to all you who who do that much needed work.

…and to the anonymous giver…THANKS!!