I delivered the bags last night to my Homeless Helpers granddaughter. Friends and I made 89 bags, for the kids to fill with toiletries and food for the homeless people in Detroit. Not quite the 200 Mary asked me for, but it was a valiant effort. And they got a contribution of 300 bags from school.Still to be counted are the bags from the other kids on the team.

Some friends have expressed surprise we were willing to give up good quilting fabrics for this cause. (Batiks!)
A long time ago a teacher taught me that the word sacrifice, from the Latin root words,  actually means to make holy. Is there a better way to use fabric that we have in excess of our needs? Doesn’t it translate our avaricious accumulation of possessions into a means of comfort for those in need, and redeem our actions? I hope so. Seeing my daughter and granddaughter, who are well fed, and housed and employed, affected by interacting with homeless people, is very touching. Their compassion should be a means of causing others to become involved with acts of mercy.

One of two small Guadalupe quilts. I sent the other to my sister.

One of 3 bracelets. The others went to friends already.

Two tablerunners, simple quilted fabrics, for people with calm houses.

A new Art Quilt, Be Yourself. She isn’t quite finished, needs a face and more sparkles. This makes 242.

As of now, my count for the year is 235. I have a stack of uncounted bags for Homeless Helpers that I will add. And a couple more items too. This has been a relaxed year. I have not been blogging as much as I did the past few years. I slowed down in part because I felt frenzied, and in part because I was discouraged. I felt I was talking to myself all the time. Many friends have since told me they look at this blog often, but don’t comment for one reason or another. I want to thank the silent watchers for letting me know they are there.
Over the past year, my focus has shifted from production to reflection. Hand stitching has grabbed hold of me again. It takes a lot more time to hand sew, but it is very satisfying. I think of my hand sewn pieces as thoughts, not products. I don’t put much design into them. They come out of my hands as is. Mostly they are about moods, philosophy, and intentions.

And speaking of intentions, here are some of mine for the coming year:
Remember connecting with people is more important than finishing something.
Remember that selling my work is important enough to put time into doing it. Otherwise there is no money for making more.
Remember to keep active, so I have energy and health to do the above.
Remember spending time in front of TV is only valuable if the time is shared with a loved one.
Remember I want to be remembered as a loving wife, caring mother, devoted grandmother, good friend, dependable worker, and skilled artisan, and act to make that happen.
I wish the best for you in the new year. I hope you keep using it, so you don’t start losing it. And if you lost it already, I’ll lend you some of mine.

 First things first, these are 4 more bags for my granddaughters’ campaign to feed the homeless. That makes 20 bags. And 234 items for the year.

 This little girl is saying “The first thing to do is Begin.”  She is part of the new little girl series.  Still having fun with this. She is in the desert, because I was in California.

This one says “Sing your heart out, Baby.” I like these colors, a bit deeper than the others. Her landscape looks lunar to me.