September 11

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I was standing in my workout clothes in the middle of the gym.

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Surrounded by televisions blaring different channels, overhead music on the speaker system, and the clanking and slamming of weights being lifted and dropped.
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I remember wondering why all the sudden it was quiet. 09112011D

Why everyone had gathered around one television and the music had stopped. 09112011E

We all stood there, staring up at the wall-mounted TV. 09112011F

At 20 years old, I wasn’t truly sure what I was looking at, or what it meant. 09112011G

How it would impact anything, everything. 09112011H

I watched live as the first tower fell. 09112011I

We carpooled back to our homes in silence. 09112011J

When I got home I turned on the radio, told my mom what was going on. 09112011K

I got the radio on just in time to hear about the second tower, and then the Pentagon. 09112011L

I stayed glued to the radio until I was late to work. 09112011M

I worked at a bank at the time, which of course was a tricky place to be in the middle of a crisis. We had to be there. To be confident and appropriately “cheerful”. To help people not panic and pull all their money. There was absolutely no options for staying home, or even keeping abreast of the news. Having a TV on, or even the radio was not an option. To say I was frustrated is an understatement. 09112011N

Later that day, I went to attend class at BYU. They were all canceled.
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Although I did not suffer personal loss in the events that day, it was perhaps the first time I felt connected to a community outside my own. Connected in a way that defied distance, ideology, or age. And when, eight years later, I was able to stand in New York City for the first time, I wanted to somehow tell those people there that I knew. That I had seen and remembered. That despite the fact that we were complete strangers, we were neighbors, too. Brothers. Sisters. That back home in a little city, we were praying for and loving them. Putting messages on our billboards. Raising money. Because that’s what people do when they love each other. They take care of each other.

We remember, New York City.

And we love you, too.

xoxo

April

PS Billboard pictures were taken with a black and white film camera one year after, out the window of a moving car. Pardon the focus.



He Zigs She Zags Public Service Announcement

I’ve recently reprinted my He Zigs She Zags pattern with some updates and corrections. If you are a shop that has a current stock of this pattern and would like replacement “insides” sent to you, please email me your shop name and mailing address along with a picture of the quantity you have on hand. If you have purchased a copy of this pattern for yourself and would like a pdf of the new version emailed to you, please email me a picture of you holding your pattern, and I will send you a pdf of the corrected version.

My email address is april @ prairiegrasspatterns.com

Thanks so much for your support and understanding!

xoxo

April



Farmer’s Wife Quilt-A-Long (weeks 5, 6, 7, & 8)

Playing a little catch-up here this morning. I’ve been working on these little blocks as often as I can (which isn’t as often as I would like, due to deadlines etc.) and am still a bit behind the group. But hey, slow and steady and all that jazz, right? Here are all the blocks I’ve done so far (because I can’t remember which you’ve seen, and hey they’re pretty–except that basket one. Bleck. I keep thinking I should just toss it and its wonky handle). If you’re wondering, they’re blocks 1-16 in the book.

And here they are all together.

And a few closeups. (Bet you can’t guess which block is my favorite.)

Anyway, I’ve realized a few things. First, I don’t like basket blocks. At all. So no more basket blocks for me. Second, I’m still tossing around adding in some solids here and there. I even found a few Kona solids in my stash that go well. I’m not sure why, but I just keep going back and forth on it. Third, I really like the blocks that have the most contrast.Maybe working on the contrast will solve my “should I add solids” problem? Fourth, and finally, I really shouldn’t take pictures of these when there’s a breeze because it makes them all look crooked and un-square, which they’re not.  I swear. (Ask my seam ripper.) Also, trying to photograph blocks on a clothesline in a breeze makes me more frustrated than I previously would have expected, as in, talking angrily to inanimate objects. (Please, forget I said that.)

If you’re participating in Amanda and Angela‘s FWQAL (it has its’ own acronym even, it’s that cool!), are you using just one line of fabrics from your stash? Mixing in solids? Using scraps only, or certain colors? I’m dying to know. And if you’re not participating, but have some opinions on how I can spice up the next round of blocks, do share! If you have no opinion either way, well, tell me a joke or something…I might be suffering from adult-interaction-withdrawal over here. Hence the talking to quilt blocks.

Mwa!

April (who is obsessed with parenthesis today, obviously)

Previous Farmer’s Wife posts: 1 & 2



take a peek

Just a few of the pretty pretty fabrics I’m working with right now:

So Sophie by My Mind’s Eye for Riley Blake Designs

Indian Summer by Zoe Pearn for Riley Blake Designs

Children at Play by Sarah Jane Wright for Michael Miller

Secret Garden by Sandi Henderson for Michael Miller

Children at Play by Sarah Jane Wright for Michael Miller

Secret Garden by Sandi Henderson for Michael Miller

And these are just the ones I have pictures of. I can’t wait to get to these. As beautiful as they are in pictures, they’re stunning in real life.

I love my job.

What about you? What fabrics are you loving right now? What are you working on? Tell me!



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