Summer has been a bit of a lull - well, okay, a torpor. I'm doing some sewing, but not finishing much. As anyone who's ever been in my company for more than 3 minutes knows, I HATE to be hot, and my motivation to do anything drops drastically when the temps go up. I prefer to sit in the bathtub with a cold Mexican Coke, panting until September.
But I made a discovery the other day that was cool, so I figured I'd share. This is a crappy, beat to hell quilt that I bought for $5 from what I recall as an ice cream store, in Sparta, Wisconsin, while taking a lunch break from acting as a massage therapist on the Minnesota to Chicago AIDS Ride in 1997:
|Sorry the pictures are so dark.|
I had only wanted it, really, because we needed something to keep the sun off of our clients in the (incredibly hot, smelly) tent we were working in. But of course because it was an AIDS ride, and the AIDS quilt project was making its way around the U.S. on a pretty much continual loop by then, many of my clients naturally made this association and it triggered them to talk openly and emotionally about their friends, families, and lovers who had battled or lost their battles with HIV and AIDS. That was probably one of the most conversation-provoking sun shades I've ever used. I've always kind of loved this thing since then, even though it really is in horrible condition.