Once upon a time...I had a great Aunt Skeeter
(her name was Brooke, I'm not quite sure how, or where, "Skeeter" came from).
She was an avid quilter, and she and my great Uncle Toby--whose real name was Leslie--lived
in an old, two-story house in Virginia.
When I was a child, we would go visit them for the weekends. I remember that the staircase
in the two-story house had really wide stairs with
a bannister on which we could slide all the way down from
the second story to the landing!
Aunt Skeeter and Uncle Toby also had a summer house in back of
the big house, and Aunt Skeeter had gardens galore from which she would can, and make
gooseberry jelly. They always seemed to have bunches
of cats with kittens, and
we kids were usually able to talk Mom & Dad into letting us take a
couple of kittens home with us. Years later, when my hubby and I had just gotten married, we
all went down to Virginia for a visit, and we brought home two kittens.
We named them, fittingly...Skeeter and Toby.
Aunt Skeeter was my inspiration to carry on the tradition of creating with
beautiful fabrics, and I have
made a few quilts myself. I still have some of her quilts that probably
are close to 100 years old. I believe the reason I have a
real connection to the fabrics in her quilts is that they remind me so much of her, and of those
days when everything was homemade, and life seemed simple.
That's why my logo is made with photos of some of the fabrics and actual hand stitching done by Aunt Skeeter on one of
her quilts that I still cherish.
The "threads of her life" which touched my life, will continue to touch the lives
of others for years to come.
