The back, showing the quilting. Gosh! It looks like someone else's blog. (I haven't finished a quilt for such a long time. It's a nice feeling, think I might do it again soon!) Now, for the story. Once upon a time, (long before I knew anything about blogs) my Bradley had some work to do that involved him travelling to four different states. He thought that the best way to do this would be to drive and camp and take the whole family with him. We were fortunate enough to be homeschooling our six children and decided to just take off and go. (Mr 14 had just turned 2. He was so cute! Sorry Mr 14.) One morning when we woke up Mr 14(2) was lying in my bed with me and we were looking at the ceiling of our tent. He said, "Mummy, stars!" and pointed to the ceiling. I looked and saw the stars, and was confused. There was a tarpaulin over the top of the tent. How could we see the stars through the tarpaulin? Hang on, it was morning, we shouldn't be seeing stars! As my mind tried to process the seemingly impossible sight of stars on the ceiling of our tent, I began to realise that what we were seeing was not stars, but ice crystals glinting by torch light. Did I mention that it was cold? Who goes camping in winter? Oh. That would be us!
We continued travelling and the kids got pretty excited because everywhere we stopped people were talking about the possiblity of snow. None of the kids had ever seen snow before. (Or I, for that matter) We eventually ended up in a freezing cold place on Mrs 24's birthday. There was much talk about the predicted snow. We went to visit a local landmark and tourist attraction hoping to see the snow. (We had heard on the radio that it was snowing at this place.) We were disappointed because there was no snow, but decided to have a touristy look anyway. Bradley and the older children decided to have a look around this landmark whilst I gave Mr 2 a breastfeed. (The places I have sat and breastfed babies and children!) They were gone for quite a while and when they came back were very excited. Apparently as they had climbed up this landmark the rain had become snow. At the top it was snowing, but down on the ground level (where I was) it was raining. That is what my 4SQS quilt depicts. I hope my swapee likes the quilt!