September 2006, we were enjoying the quilt displays at the state
fair and noticed a couple of ladies drumming up interest for a quilt challenge.
It was way out of my league. I’d pieced a few quilt tops, but never quilted or bound
one by myself. And I’d certainly never designed my own quilt. A year later, I
submitted the first wall hanging I’d made on my own, start to finish. It was
small and lumpy, with a wonky binding. But I’d hand-embroidered an original poem
on the borders. My first entry didn’t win a blue ribbon, but I was hooked. I’ve
participated in the challenge every year since then. I can’t always guess what
the judges will like, and I don’t always get a blue ribbon. But that’s not why
I do this. I’m here to challenge myself. When I look at that first quilt and
compare it to what I’m doing now, I know it’s working.
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