|Mother at the house where she was born;|
picture taken in 1983
|Published in the Northwest Arkansas Times on August 26, 1946|
|Ribbon Winner, Washington County Fair|
Such quilts were common in the Couch family. Seeing my mother’s quilts often brings to mind a day when I was four or five when I was with my mother at my grandparent’s drafty house near Harmon. At sundown on a cold Fall day, I was put into a spring bed with two similarly aged cousins and covered with layer upon layer of fresh smelling quilts. Even with bustle around us, we quickly melted into sleep.
|Mother and her sister Hester working on a Dutch Doll quilt for Hester's daughter, Louise, 1983|
|Helen, Charlene, Hester, and Mother with quilt made for Charlene's son Chuck and his wife, 1990|
|Natalia G. and I with a quilt that mother had just completed, 1996|
|My favorite quilt, a gift from mother in the 1980s|
|A calendar quilt|
One of mother's other quilting projects was a wall hanging showing that I also learned to sew when I was quite young, though I gave it up as a hobby when I entered first grade. She took some pieces that I had embroidered when I was five and quilted them together into a wall hanging. Among the blocks included in the quilt was a dog that greatly resembles the Irish Setter that I had in the 1970s.
|Wall hanging quilted by mother|
These colorful, beautiful quilts attest to the impressive array of craft work that mother left behind when she passed away last year. They are a testament to skills she learned and the values she developed as a child growing up on Brannon Mountain. Her mother would be proud of her work, and I was humbled to inherit her priceless creations.