I've been feeling pretty smug lately at all the quilt projects I finished this year. Thirty-five in total, most were lap or couch quilts for family members or friends. Almost all of them were UFOs or scrap quilts which made me even prouder.
Yesterday I wrote about Mrs. Parker's quilt business. A farmer's wife, she had hung out a spiderweb quilt on her clothesline with a sign that said $5 and sold her first quilt.
Photo from Pinterest.
According to the newspaper article I read, she put all $5 back in the business and purchased scrap fabric from Sears-Roebuck. She sold hundreds of pieces.
All of them were scrap quilts.
Mrs. Parker's clothesline became her storefront and she hung out each quilt she completed to sell.
And then I read this:
"You won't see them now, because Mrs. Parker has run out of quilt scraps and it looks like she can't get a hold of any to save her life," the newspaper reported.
Unlike other quilter requests of the time, Mrs. Parker did not ask for a hand-out of fabric.
"If anybody will get up a bunch of scraps, and send them to her, and let her know what pattern they would like, she will make them a pretty quilt."
We will never know why Mrs. Parker couldn't afford to purchase anymore scrap fabric. My guess is that it had to do with a the fact that she was a farmer's wife.
Mrs. Parker's quilting provided me with a lesson in humility and gratitude. I'm not sure I will ever complain about the size of my stash again without thinking of Mrs. Parker.
I never was able to learn anything else about her except that she was born in 1894 and passed in 1983.
Thanks Mrs. Parker, for reminding us to be grateful for all the goodness we have in our lives.
Have a safe and happy day!