|This is a picture of my thread drawer edited in befunky.|
I’ve been thinking a lot about thread lately. Maybe it is because I feel like I have all kinds of loose pieces of my life laid out waiting to be sewn together. I keep thinking about my mother’s big sticky wall that she uses to arrange and rearrange her quilt blocks prior to sewing them together. If my life were a quilt pattern, I wonder what it would be. Crazy quilt, nine patch, or some kind of star or pinwheel? I’m itchy to see some kind of recognizable design.