Showing posts with label quilts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quilts. Show all posts

Saturday, June 12, 2010

THE QUILT WALK


The official quilt for the
Quilt Walk Festival is the one
with seven men who walked
over the mountain from
Panguitch to Parowan and back
on quilts for flour to save
the starving pioneers
that first winter in 1865.
The names of the seven are
under the hats...a poem
was written about the event.
The Indian Basket quilt is
my favorite for this year's
festival which had more
hanging quilts posted
than ever before.
There is a tractor parade,
an art festival, races,
and many quilt classes.
Women flock to this event.
It is unique.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

THE QUILT WALK

At the Panguitch Quilt Walk Festival 2003
this quilt of all the people killed in 9/11
was on display.
It impacted me of just how many died.
Tears fell. Tears fell.

I wrote his poem for the Panguitch Quilt Walk:

How about that famous quilt-walk
You hear about in Pang-town
Where men walked over the mountain
Quilt after quilt they lay down.

The whole town ran out of flour,
Not a drop did they have to eat.
Snow as too high and deep for a horse.
Men would have to go on feet.

Seven walked over the mountain,
All the way to Parowan.
Each step they took on a quilt
Was one more step toward town.

They brought back the flour
so the town wouldn't die,
Quilts thrown one by one
Back over the mountain..NO LIE!

Those men did save the families.
Panguitch remembers that day.
They are heroes of the past,
Honored in a special way.

But...
What about those quilt-making women?
Praise them to the sky.
For without those strong, well-made quilts
The mountain would have been too high!
-Ann King Reynolds

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

TIED QUILTS

I love making a quilt
putting it together
creating a design
from scraps or
material specially bought.
Tying, tying, tying.

I have quilted, yes
and my respect for the
real quilters of the
world grows
when I look on
one-inch square
pieces or mosiacs
beyond belief.
I bow to those
quilters...

and go on enjoying
what I do.
putting something
together new.
my daughter did
this M in high school
thirty years ago.
I finished it
thinking she could
be warm camping.

I am thinking now
of cartoons and
quilts for my
grandkids
pictures
using new technology
and all the possiblilities
used today.

Sending off
coverings of love
once more.