Monday, October 21, 2013
As I was finishing it, it occurred to me that the fabric was covered with daisies. I thought of a relative who was having a terrible legal battle over custody, and the little girl's name was Daisie. Then I saw that there was a house in the middle, and Daisie really needed to be able to come home. Eureka! I had made the perfect quilt to give to that family at that very anxious time in their lives. And it was a complete miracle, because I hadn't even planned it.