
And now I have been invited to be a guest blogger over at Sew We Quilt @ Stash Manicure!
I am not a seasoned quilter, but I can't say I am a newbie anymore, although I still don't have a quilt of my own...yet. But that is a story for another day!

I recently had an 'Ah-ha' moment. Something must have happened in junior high home ec class that held me back from even considering sewing. Something other than my teacher who always said, "Keep it down to a dull roar, girls".

I didn't want to have to use the dreaded seam ripper. Now that seems so funny. But once I fell in love with these new fabrics, I had to start sewing, seam ripper or not.

Now look what has happened. I have had so much fun from such a wonderful hobby. And I have had the joy of making things for people I love. Why did I never consider that my sons might enjoy a quilt I made for them?

That quilt up there is the one T ended up with and this one is D's.

Here is G's quilt.

I didn't know which quilt would go to which boy, because I just wrapped them and put them under the tree with no names. They got 'pot luck'.
Isn't it amazing what can happen when we get past our fears, even if they are something as silly and small as a seam ripper!
Remember to head over to Stash Manicure to read about how these quilts even came to be!