Archive for April, 2007

The Turtle Quilt – Updates on New Information

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

When a person doesn’t know the answer to a question, it is always best to ask someone who might know. Sometimes, one gets lucky. Such was the case with the “1930s” Turtle quilt that was advertised and sold as such. When I asked others who are interested in quilt history to take a look at the blocks on my website, there were several clues that came to light, proving that the quilt could not have been made as early as stated.

The first clue was the antenna on the television set, and even the presence of the television, at all. By all accounts, TVs with rabbit ears were not around until after WWII, and until that time, there were not many television shows on the air, even if a person did own a TV.

The second clue was the color of some of the embroidery threads, like turquoise, that were a much later “issue” of the DMC thread company.

When someone found an eBay listing for a piece of fabric with all of the designs that could be painted or embroidered, and that were attributed to the Tri Chem Company, 1982, the mystery was solved.

I am always happy to learn the truth about provenance, and that is why I asked the questions that I did. We cannot be experts in every area of quilting and embroidery, nor do we have to be to enjoy the work of women (and men) that has preceded our own efforts. I have updated the online file.
As Mrs. Clinton once said, “Sometimes, it takes a village.” Thanks to all who helped!
Have a lovely evening,

Pat

“If We Only Have Love”

Sunday, April 22nd, 2007

“If We Only Have Love,” is the title of a song that was originally written in French, by Jacques Brel. The lyrics are wonderful and timeless. The songwriter realizes that love can conquer fear, and pain, and our own destiny. He says:

If we only have love we will never bow down
We’ll be tall as the pines, neither heroes nor clowns

Then with nothing at all but the little we are
We’ll have conquered all time, all space, the sun & the stars.

There has been much written about love, by people who are in love, and by people who simply are in love with the idea of love. To me it seems that there is too little love, and too much “me-ism,” in this society. Love is giving, with no expectation of a return. Love seeks the best for the beloved. I think that Brel’s song has much wisdom implanted in it…”If we only have love…then tomorrow will dawn.”

Love is never ending.

My own parent’s love set a good example. I am so happy to have found my father’s romantic poetry written to my mother, when they were dating.

I wish you “love.”

Patricia

A Fox Sighting

Saturday, April 21st, 2007

No matter how many times we venture out of the house, I try to remember to tell Jim to bring along his camera. However, whenever the camera is in the car, and we are riding along in the countryside, we see nothing unusual, worth stopping for to take a picture.

Yesterday, we were traveling the back roads in our home town. As we passed the protected area near the water reservoir, I reminded Jim of the Black Bear and her two cubs that we saw there a year ago. The group slowly crossed the road within a couple feet of our stopped car. Did we have a camera? No!

Yesterday, I said, “You know, we have seen Pheasant, bears, foxes and other wildlife on this road. You really should bring your camera whenever we go out.”

I can’t explain it, but for some reason, I knew that we were going to see something that morning, and my mind was leaning toward that something being a fox. Sometimes, having a sixth sense is unnerving.

We continued on our journey and I could not believe my eyes when, a mile away from my “thought,” there was the cutest little fox prancing across a field. My despair was great at not having a camera in the car!

At the very least, I have this beautiful red fox fixed in my mind’s eye forever. Somehow, it is a comfort to know that some of the wild creatures in this city are still surviving, probably due to a significant degree to the protected, wooded land around the reservoir.

With temperatures ready to soar into the 70s and 80s, spring is finally arriving in New Hampshire. The rhododendron is setting up buds, the Iris are poking through the soil, and the crocuses or “croci,” and the daffodils near the house are blooming in their glory.

Happy Spring!

Pat

Ordinary People; Not So Ordinary Events

Saturday, April 21st, 2007

This past week has been an extraordinary one. Weeks in which a number of people are killed for no particular reason, other than someone wanting to get back at society for their own unhappiness, are not becoming that unusual. The killings at Virginia Tech are incomprehensible, except for the videos left behind by the killer. They give an inkling as to the depth of his despair. To feel as though one is unaccepted, and living on the fringe of society, must be an unbearable experience.

The target for revenge, however, consisted of a number of people who went to work on a particular day, but would not be going home that same day, or ever. This is very much like the Twin Towers incident.

We all take life for granted, or so it seems. We make lunch plans with a friend, or we make travel plans, and we fully expect to be able to do these things. However, whether a plan works or not, is not really up to us. John Steinbeck wrote the words, “the best laid plans of mice and men…” Another quote that was previously on the front page of our website says, “Make your plans in pencil and then give God the eraser.”

Time is such an elusive thing. The “bored” (a concept I could never understand), are said to have “time on their hands.” Truly, we all have the same number of hours in a day. How is it that some of us get so much more done than others? Attitude!

Time is an elusive concept. Do we ever have enough time? Most people today would say, “No.” For the victims at Virginia Tech, time ran out, unexpectedly. Incidents in public places are increasing, and they only serve to make us aware that today might be our last day, or tomorrow. Or, alternatively, we may be injured, suddenly and seriously.

For that reason, it’s a good idea to build some enjoyment into your daily life, whether that means taking up a new interest, going for a walk in a scenic area, or doing something very nice for someone else. We are always the recipients of joy ourselves when we give to others.

Ordinary people we are, and we are all much the same in that our days are numbered, no matter how much money we have, or how little; what kind of house we inhabit, or whether we are homeless; whether we travel by car, or navigate by bicycle. We are all on this planet together, but realize this: ALL of life is a temporal state. And, knowing that you will not always be here, build some meaningful activities into your life, daily.

Fear can only be transcended through a determination to be brave, and desperation can only be helped by the kindness of others. Let’s make a plan to improve ourselves a little each day. That is all we can do, besides saying a prayer that, for us, there will be a tomorrow. One NH songwriter, Harvey Reid, sings, “Lord, let me live to see another morning, Show me the road that leads to my home.” Love his work!

Have a lovely tomorrow, and please be kind to yourself and to others.

Pat

Turtlemania Leads to New Quilt Block

Thursday, April 19th, 2007

In the 1930s, a pieced quilt pattern was sold by Home Art Studios. The turtle block consisted of four sections that utilized circular piecing similar to that of Drunkard’s Path blocks. (Blockbase #3411) I decided to use the same body shape to create an appliquéd version of the block so that I would not have to piece the batik fabric which would have interrupted the lovely print.

Turtle quilt block by Patricia Cummings, 4-18-07

I had previously written this post but it somehow got lost in cyberspace.

When my son was in early grade school, there were weekly educational programs at Bear Brook State Park, and one of those was about turtles. I remember how much my mother and I and James enjoyed seeing the various kinds of turtles that live in New Hampshire.

I’ve seen a very large snapping turtle only once, while camping. He was huge, with a jaw that could break off a finger. Luckily, I don’t speak from experience.

I can’t wait for warmer weather because there is a little pond that has one rock jutting up. It is there that turtles have a daily meeting, when the sun is shining.

Turtles forever, housework whenever.

Pat

On Friendship

Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

Someone once stated that if a person has one or two really close friends in a lifetime, then they have done well. Friendship, like any relationship, is a two-way street. I am blessed to know many people, and to like quite a few of them very much. I am equally blessed to have a husband who is a friend, and to have more than my fair share of close friends.

At certain times, I have known and liked individuals with whom I no longer have any contact whatsoever. There were no problems in the relationship, but it just so happened that our friendship was circumstantial.

People come and people go. Sometimes we physically move away, and at other times, we just grow in other directions so that whatever it was that brought us together in the first place, seems inconsequential.

When we are going through a rough time, or have suffered a personal loss, be it a loved one, a financial trial, or even a lessening of good health, that is often the test of a relationship. True friends stand beside each other, come what may.

While we are on the topic of Friendship, I’ll mention that today I have set up the 10th section of the “Sweetheart Pillows” article. The topic? Why, Friendship Pillows made during WWII. I have a feeling that I shall be adding much more to that article. Visit “Historical Articles,” from the link on the Home Page, to view a list of the various sections of this ever-growing discourse.

Remember, “To have a friend, be a friend.”

Yours in friendship,

Pat

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Turtles and More Turtles

Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

Hi!

Today, I set up a new page of photos of turtle blocks that were so kindly shared by Julie Liebendorfer. These are whimsical, embroidered motifs that are “new” to me. The blocks reside on a 1930s quilt in her collection.

The Turtle Quilt

Enjoy!

Pat

Turtle Tales

Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

This morning, I wrote a story, “The Turtle: A True Story.”

This afternoon, I added another turtle story sent in by Julie Liebendorfer, and additional graphics.

Patricia Cummings

The National Guard – A National Treasure

Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

The concept of citizen-soldier is probably a very ancient one. In America, we are very lucky to have men and women in The National Guard. They serve in other capacities in their daily lives, but always stand, at-the-ready, to respond to disasters and catastrophes throughout the country.

Today, the rain continues that flooded parts of New Hampshire and Maine yesterday. Yesterday, the town of New Boston was hit particularly hard. The small town had major flooding and road closures, and with the help of the National Guard, some residents were evacuated to shelters. At 11 p.m. last night, the footage on WMUR, the local NH television station, was just amazing. In another situation, a mudslide brought dirt and rocks tumbling down from alongside the highway and closed Rte. 101 at the Wilton/Milford line, not far from New Boston.

Though many NH Guardsmen have spent time deployed overseas, others are still here, or back again, and they are always ready to help in time of crisis. Thank God for all of those individuals who respond to emergency situations, including first-responders, ambulance personnel, and yes, the New Hampshire National Guard. They willingly and eagerly do their work to assist the common citizen, you and I.

Let’s hope the rain stops soon, or at least gives us a respite. I really don’t  want to build an Ark, at least not today.

Flashback to the 1950s

I will leave you with this thought: When I was a little kid and it was raining, my mother would not let me go out the door without my “rubbers” on. How I hated them, and the added nuisance of taking them on and off, but in those days, shoes were an expensive commodity, and we had to maximize their longevity. So, the pull-on, rubber overshoes, did the trick in preserving shoes a little longer than otherwise.

Today, please think “sun.” Maybe our collective thoughts can make it happen. Have a happy day!
Pat

Mathematics

Monday, April 16th, 2007

The other day, I caught part of the Oprah Show that featured three men who are triplets. They all had excelled at education, and they are all successful attorneys now. One of them reported that their mother would send them to their room to memorize multiplication tables. She was a teacher, and in their Black community, she was determined to keep her sons off the streets and see that they made something of themselves in life. When the interview was nearly over, she was asked to stand up in the audience, to be recognized, as well she should have been. What a great role model and strong leader!

Mathematics does not seem to be a priority in the schools today. For a few years now, we have seen the results of that.

This morning, the electricity was off due to a bad storm. I knew that there was no chance of buying a hot cup of coffee anywhere, in the local area, but I thought, if Dunkin’ Donuts (just up the street) were open, perhaps we could buy a muffin or donuts and some juice.

So, Jim called the shop. Yes, they were open. When we got there, it was clear to see that everyone was in a fluster. The cash registers were not running, and those folks trying to wait on customers were trying to add, by writing numbers on paper bags.

The plan was not working. The plan to use calculators was also not working. The first addition of what we owed was a figure that was way out of line. The second addition, I’m sure also was an overcharge, but by that time, I was frustrated with the situation. We just paid the price asked, and went to sulk in a corner, (I do speak for myself, when I say “sulk,”), while we ate. A bad mood is not good for digestion.

One never knows when math will come in handy. I feel very sorry for anyone who cannot rely on his or her own mind to figure out something…like an addition problem. With paper and pencil, it should be a simple proposition. I feel that this is an indication that our schools are letting us down in that area. For some reason, children (and young adults) today are not learning to give back two cents, if the purchase comes to $.98 and they are handed one dollar. They must use a calculator, and even then, they don’t always get it right.

Never mind. I’ll be ok. I just have to get over not receiving my Senior Citizen’s Discount this morning, an “addition” of insult to injury. :)

All in a day’s happenings…now the wind is dying down, it is brighter out, and it appears to have stopped snowing/sleeting/raining and misting. There is flooding and there were some mudslides throughout the state, and our babbling brook down back is a roaring stream.

On days like today, I am ever grateful for teachers. It’s not an easy task. I applaud them, and I also congratulate those parents who take matters into their own hands and help to instruct their own children, like the lady mentioned at the beginning of this note.

Encouragement is everything, in quilting, and in life, and math comes in handy, in both.
Pat