It's Memorial Day and I am remembering my dad. It was just four weeks ago today that he passed away. He was 81 and, yes, lived a long and full life. He's at peace now. Served his country in time of need and now is at rest. I miss him but have wonderful memories of him and especially of the last few years when I really got back to quilting. He would go to auctions and pick up old quilts and boxes of quilting stuff. Sometimes my mom went along and we would have fun seeing what he brought home. My brother also found lots of fun fabric stuff at estate sales, auctions and flea markets. Quilting and crafting, anything creative, kept us all "stitched together."
For a long time I have wanted to set up a blog and share some of the stories of the quilts my dad and mother bought, those I've made, and the friends I've met along the way. My son encouraged me that I could set up my own blog and so here I am. The technical side is always a challenge for me but once that is accomplished, the rest is easy. Hope you'll enjoy my posts as you read about "the legacy of stitches" that is my quilting story.
Sandi Andersen
For a long time I have wanted to set up a blog and share some of the stories of the quilts my dad and mother bought, those I've made, and the friends I've met along the way. My son encouraged me that I could set up my own blog and so here I am. The technical side is always a challenge for me but once that is accomplished, the rest is easy. Hope you'll enjoy my posts as you read about "the legacy of stitches" that is my quilting story.
Sandi Andersen
