'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free ...
It's not exactly Spring yet, so this quilt is not exactly Spring colors. But, it is leaning in that direction. Aren't we all.
The older I get, the more I like simple things. No clutter on the tables; no unnatural looking arrangements of fake flowers; a patchwork quilt for a bedspread; simple fare for supper with buttermilk cornbread now and then; quiet spaces for reading, meditation or listening to birds as they begin their courting songs in the morning, and "cheepers" calling in the distance at twilight. Simplicity in Springtime. What more could one want?
Perhaps with age we lean toward our heritage. Mine is certainly artfully simple. Former generations are thought of often and warmly - they pursued a simple life in a slower time with much talent, ingenuity and, might I say, brilliance of mind. No fault could be found in leaning in their direction. Indeed, there is comfort and profit.
Back to the quilt. The theme fabric waiting patiently in the stash called out to me as winter began to wane. It demanded, by virtue of its larger design something that would show it to advantage. This design was gleaned from a magazine advertisement and worked fine for me. See, simple can still be pretty.
Keep it simple - a very rewarding objective.
