When we visit Disneyland and Disney’s California Adventure
Park we usually stay a mile from the concourse between the entrances to the two
theme parks. It’s not a bad walk, until you consider we generally put in at
least fifteen miles a day walking around IN the parks in addition to the mile
getting there and the mile back. Last month we were trudging back to our pied-à-terre
after a very full day when I noticed a stunning baby quilt on top of a
stroller. It was executed in pink and blue 30’s prints: dozens of half snowball
blocks arranged to look like X’s and O’s. The piecing, quilting and binding
were flawless; a handmade masterpiece. I told the woman pushing the stroller I
admired the quilt. She said (a bit dismissively) it was a gift from an aunt. I
wonder how many people own works of art simply because a quilter loves them.
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