Since I became a quilter, I am more appreciative of the nature around me, Colours, hues, shades I can kneel to study a flower, watch the sky or the river at different times of the day. ( No, I'm not a painter or a poet, I'm only more sensitive.)
Due to an illness and age my hands are shaking, I've not been quilting for a few months, (sitting at the machine or handquilting). But I'm still very much at it, reading, researching (thank you Nebraska University)
Quilting is my bubble, only a few persons are admitted in it (of course you are, don't we share something precious).
An added bonus, this is the first time I dare to write in English, before I could read and understand but I guess I was too proud even to speak. (O.K, sometimes my text must sound translated to you, at least you don't have to hear my heavy French accent!)