This fabric story began when a portion of a well-loved quilt was given to me. It reminded me of an old quilt from my youth and the fiber-related lessons my mother and grandmother taught me.
As I looked at the quilt scrap; a garden seemed to grow up over the surface. Armed with this inspiration, I pulled old zippers, bias tape, a Sunbonnet Sue quilt block, and old crochet books from my collection. The land and sky were defined by the heavy lines of Kantha stitching. Then the garden rose into the sky reaching toward the sun.
Sitting and working on this assembly for months took my spirit on a trip through places in my memory. I hope that it will do the same for you.