I had a lovely visit from a quilter from New York recently. Janet Root, SAQA member, quilt teacher, and avid quilter, stopped by to chat about quilting on a rainy day. We sat in the keeping room, fire blazing, and talked about teaching, our students, and where the best sales are (end-of-bolt sale at Little Quilts and Magical Threads?).
Isn’t it incredible how quilters enjoy a common interest that bonds us, no matter where we’re from? We even have a common language: fat quarters, batting, squaring up. It was quite a spectacle for Emily, my neighbor who Janet was visiting. Did I tell you how Emily and I know each other?.
You see, Emily and I were in the same book club in our neighborhood. At my first meeting, we were all introducing ourselves, talked about our families and jobs, and Emily offered that she used to teach at Sequoyah High School. And then it hit me. This wasn’t just any Emily, this was Mrs. B, the toughest English teacher at my alma mater. She taught AP English, and I had interviewed with her and been accepted into the class, but my family moved that summer, so I finished my senior year at a different school.
How small the world really is. I don’t live anywhere near that high school, didn’t finish there, have moved to a tiny mountain town, and Emily and I are now friends and she introduced me to a wonderful quilter. Aren’t women great?