Detail from "Rain Dance," an original quilt by Sherrie Spangler

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Sob, she's leaving!


I can't believe she's leaving tomorrow! My baby is moving away for her last two years of college and we spent yesterday packing my van with her craigslist, thrifted and dumpstered possessions.


Her colors are shudderingly seventyish -- avocado greenorange, gold and purple -- but I'm proud that she has a strong sense of what she likes. And I'll admit that in the seventies I, too, craved those colors.


The exception is this tasteful white and pale blue nubby woven bedspread that was mine in the eighties. And of course, what student domain wouldn't be complete without an Indian batik tapestry such as this purple beauty. Actually, she's using it for padding and will probably lend it out to someone else.


What more can be said about this crocheted afghan other than it was one of the highlights of her thrift store/dumpster days?

Farewell, afghan.
Take good care of her ... sob.


Have a colorful day

5 comments:

Pam said...

Oh Sherrie, I feel ya--take a deep breath! Your daughter most certainly got her eye (and heart) for color from your fantastic artistic sensibility!

Judys Fiber Art said...

Yes, it is time to let go. So difficult, but necessary for her development in the adult world of responsibility. But daughters are for the rest of your life. They become friends.

Michigoose said...

Lol...mine leaves for her first year of college next week...and I don't know if I'm going to be able to fit it all in my van, much less her dorm room. I'm not going to sob...I'm really happy for her. My college years were the BEST! Too bad I don't live nearer! L.

Valerie said...

I hope your daughter has a wonderful time at college! (Purple, orange and avocado green are actually three of my favorite colors, too :-) )

--Valerie from earthbongo

The Idaho Beauty said...

Oh, my, did you bring back memories of my own packing up and heading to college. Yes, same color scheme. Yes, a similar afghan (although I crocheted it myself), the obligatory Pier 1 Indian print bedspread, the parents trying to smile and be excited for me while sobbing inside. Hang in there girl, I'll be there soon to help you drown your sorrows in a good bottle of wine and lots of mochas. ;-)