T Row Studio Posted December 25, 2014 Report Share Posted December 25, 2014 'Twas the night before Christmas,And the quilts were not made.The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed.The stockings weren't hung, the pantry was bare.The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair.Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams.Visions of Log Cabins, had turned into dreams.When what to her wondering eyes should appear,But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear.They went straight to work with just a few mutters,Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters.The patterns emerged from all of the clutter,Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutterLog Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese & Bear TracksEach quilt was a beauty-even the backs.Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed.The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed.Their work was all done, so they folded their frames,And packed up their needles, without giving their names.They boarded the bus, and checked the next address.More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress.She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight,Happy quilting to all and to all a good night! author unknown courtesy of Bonnie Hunter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ffq-lar Posted December 25, 2014 Report Share Posted December 25, 2014 Thanks for sharing, Terry! Merry Christmas! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LisaC Posted December 25, 2014 Report Share Posted December 25, 2014 Love it! Thank you for sharing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LindaSteller Posted December 25, 2014 Report Share Posted December 25, 2014 Ah, what a wonderful Christmas that would be, no? I'm spending New Year's Eve and New Year's Day sewing with my favorite quilting friends. I cannot wait! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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