My favorite "vacation" when I was young was visiting my granny's farm.They did not have many worldly posessions, but what they did have was food, shelter, and warmth. We spent quality time, picking vegetables, snapping beans, taking a bath in a round tub in the kitchen, using an out-house, wringer washing machine, hanging out clothes, well water, wood stoves, and granny cooked on her wood stove. It was the best time of my life. She would sew at the treadle, and we were never cold, from all the quilts she made. Yes they got inside plumbing, and life became a little simpler, but my love of the farm never went away. So you can say I quilt because of my granny.