I’ve been making quilts for my grandchildren for over a decade now. I only have two left.
But quilting on the road is a lot more difficult than having a dedicated space! RV Parks often have community spaces where women gather, but Covid squashed that for most of the last year or so. Like many, I am finding I am suddenly starved for the company of women. Luckily I’m in a place that has a group and the spacious community center is open again.
There might be a finish date for quilt number eight.
The idea was presented to me that it would be wonderful to have a quilt of blue triangles. Triangles! They are tedious to make, and for me the points are a hit or miss. I pawed through my stash as we did the mad dash to leave our rental home in June of 2020. But I didn’t really begin until October of 2020 while we were Manila, Utah. If you look up the town on the map, you’ll see there isn’t much in the area. The nearest quilt store was in Green River, Wyoming, nearly an hour away.
Nonetheless, we went. And I set up my temporary quilting studio a few days later at the KOA in Manila, UT. And on it went over the next year and a half. I cut triangles inside, outside, and sometimes in friend’s house’s. The pile grew. I went to quilt stores from the mountains to the Atlantic. In July 2021 I added my sewing machine to the stack of stuff we carted around the country. Occasionally, I counted triangles to see if I had enough.
Then I started assembling. There seemed to never be an end to triangles. But gradually the rows grew, and in Savannah I declared victory over them. Now, three months later, I have a completed top in Tucson.
Ironically, I haven’t written about any quilters or people who live in RVs. But there are some ideas percolating in the back of my mind. In the meantime, cozy up with my free book of short stories: To sign up and get your free book, click here: Newsletter Signup.
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