Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

Quilts are a funny thing.

What makes you love them or leave them??

People of all kinds choose to live accordingly......
We are either people who can't live with them  : (
because they seem old fashioned

Or we don't want to live without them!!!!
The more the merrier.  : ) : ) : )

I am placing myself in the later category : ) : ) : )

This is an Old fashioned quilt love story rewritten.
One that speaks to the hearts of women crazy about home.

I am a maker...
I am a quilter...
I make quilts...
I make quilts because ?????

Really I don't know why I feel such a need to make quilts.
I just need to do it.
I can't stop making.
I can't stop looking at fabric,
I can't stop buying fabric for the next quilt.

Maybe it has something to do with L.O.V. E .

For Love isn't L.O.V. E.  until you give it away.

I've made quilts and I've given away quilts.  I've bought quilts that have found themselves Lost on their Luck.... for the love of the original owner has faded and they have kissed them good-bye for the last time.   I have a hard time with quilts that have no one to love them.  People are the same... I just feel bad if their life is empty of love.   We've got to have L.O.V. E.  to survive.

Such is the story of Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

the quilt pictured here.

She was Lost on her Luck.... kissed goodbye for the last time.

 We found her at a flea market .... she said, " Hello" and then "How do you do ?"  and then started singing Happy Birthday to Me : )

Well how could I not buy a singing quilt! Actually my daughter insisted to buy it for my birthday.  She stole our heart.   We knew we could love her.  We understand Contrary women.

We didn't tell her she would need a hot bath when we got her home.

She is scrappy!   Very Scrappy!

So scrappy I can hardly tell how she was put together.

That's why her name is now  Mary Mary Quite Contrary.

She has a love that sort of catches you unexpectedly. 

She is Pure Scrappy love

  I think a grandma probably made her.

I get grandmas : ) 

In the spare minutes of her day 

she couldn't help herself

she had to sew

squares together.

I have no idea how long it took her

but it seams to have been a process.

The squares are different sizes

It looks like she made blocks...

Then sewed them into rows according to block size.

Then again maybe not :) 

 You see it is so hard to figure her out!

Sounds like women in general.... hard to figure out ; ) 

Why do we need to do what we need to do?

For sure this grandma was just stitching herself happy. 

 Each square,  each shirt, each skirt.... 

Maybe this is a history of all the quilts she made

maybe the clothes they wore

L.O.V. E .

A quilt to keep somebody warm

L.O.V. E .

I have been sleeping under her for the last month

L.O.V. E .

I think I get too hung up on quilt design.

trying to make it perfect....

And forget about L.O.V. E.

She is not quilted

She is tied. 

Simply tied : ) 

Unexpected Beautiful Love. 

Let the L.O.V. E. Begin.

Janita

Linking up to Amy's Creative Side Blogger's Quilt Festival/ Scrappy quilts