Stash

After my mother being gone from me for some 7 1/2 years I have finally been rummaging through her stash. Yesterday I took a quilt that she had in the frame when she died, March 31, 2004, to our local quilt store to have it finished. There is also a quilt top completely pieced and I also left it.
I do a lot of sewing but do not do hand quilting. She made some 45 quilts from start to finish. She must have cut pieces constantly. She was a widow for 11 years and even though she lived across the street from me, I didn't realize how much she did. She was born 1921 and never sat still with idle hands one minute of her life. I feel as though I have spent the afternoon with her. If only.
There are so many pieces waiting to be assembled I can hardly wait. I also have many of her quilting books so guess I will be doing this evening.