Monday, June 4, 2012
Less than an hour ago, I discovered a big box on my front porch. It was addressed to me. Return address: Wendy Robards, of Caribousmom. I had written of her just yesterday. Called to thank her for her glorious words about Small Damages. Listened to her wise counsel. We talked for a long time. She never said a word about the sensational, handmade, unbelievable, I have never received a gift like this, I am stunned Small Damages quilt that she had already boxed and sent my way.
She never even hinted.
Look at this quilt!!! Look at the colors, the care. "Use it!" she kept saying, when I phoned her just now to say (fumbling for words, breathless) thank you. But how can I? How could anyone? This is art and it belongs on a wall. This is an extraordinary gesture of friendship. This is color interwoven with love.
I truly am too speechless to write much more. But Wendy, on her blog, has described her process. She has photographed this quilt throughout its making. Please, I implore you, visit her there.
And celebrate her heart, with me, today.