Turning My Mourning into Dancing
While my oldest son Stosh was busy painting, repairing and cleaning (I almost have a NEW bedroom!!), I spent some time in The Studio. I worked on his quilt a bit, worked on my Flee to Egypt quilt and finished this:
Nancy, Near Philly stitched and fused the inside piece with the dancing ladies. She sent it as a comfort to me, a gesture of sisterhood and understanding. I love her, she is one of God’s favorites and one of mine too! (And come on, she’s a NANCY! As the saying goes around here, “Nancy” isn’t a noun, it’s a verb.)
The picture above doesn’t show the colors as well as it could, but the one below puts it in perspective. Isn’t it PERFECT for this setting?
I decided to bring my bedroom curtains into my living room, the colors in the curtains blended to well with my vintage chair. A few days later I had been to see Bobbi at Sisters and saw that she had a ton of lovely fabrics in the same tones as my “Mourning into Dancing” piece — as I was tucking it into my purse to take with me to the fabric store, I noticed the colors seemed to be all in the same tones as the curtains and the chair. Light bulb moment!
I sit in the green chair that is on the right, so I have a wonderful view of my dancing sisters. Life just gets better and better every day.
Sitting in my new room with my new floor and freshly hung curtains (I’m going to have to make some tiebacks, they have bits of leftover binding holding them back now), I feel like a new woman.