So inspiration comes at strange times, even in strange places. To keep myself occupied while I sat in the waiting room of the surgical center, I took with me every book or magazine I owned that contained folk art applique. About an hour into the ordeal, a light bulb went on. I knew what I wanted in the corners of my Autumn Harvest quilt. When we returned home and John was sleeping off all the drugs they gave him, I sequestered myself in my sewing room and began sketching, cutting and placing the little wool pieces. I don't know if it was the lack of sleep on my part last night or my morning coffee, but I had the courage this morning to COMMIT and ironed them in place. The veges are things I grew this summer in my garden. The sunflowers Mother Nature provided in abundance in the yard. The 'black-eyed susan' grew wild in one corner of the yard. The crows ruled the valley behind the cabin and were frequently seen perched on the cornerposts of the garden gate. And even though I have no Bittersweet in my yard, I remembered that my dear friend, Rosie, had said it was her favorite treat in the fall. It's addition really brought the design all together! Of course, I have some more work to do in the center above the big sunflower and on the crow side, but like a kid, I just could not wait to share. I had planned to do Jo Morton's yahoo group's virtual retreat this weekend, but now all I want to do is finish this puppy. Oh, yeah, and I still have to unpack and transition back to living in this home. (That means clean house since the spiders and dust took over in our absence!)
And, by the way, John is doing well and the surgery was successful.