I’m a collector of things, I’ll freely admit that. I love the history of things. I collect porcelain dolls, salt and pepper shakers, and books–lots and lots of books. I also sometimes get in my possession things from those who came before me.
As a kid and teenager I had a purple quilt on my bed. Each square had a state bird, state flower, and state name on it from all 48 states.
You read that right. At the time the quilt was made–by my grandma and her sisters we only had 48 states in the USA.
Along the way, my dad got the quilt and hung it in a window. I can hear the gasps from all the ladies who know what that means. The quilt fell apart, eaten away by the sun. I thought of trying to save it. I’m not that good of a seamtress. I thought of sending it away to get repaired but I feared losing it and it was just too damaged.
So, I decided to try to save just a piece of it. Now that I’m in Nevada it seemed fitting to save the Nevada square. Since the squares are in order of the states joining the union, the Nevada one wasn’t too bad. So I decided to put it in a shadow box for my office.
I’m not always great at the arts and crafts things, but I think it turned out just fine. I added two casino chips to the box, because, hey!! Reno. I attached the quilt square to a canvas and put it in the box. The shadow box is gray and almost matches my desk exactly. I love it!!
Do you collect old things or always get new?
Jill James, romance writer