good morning, glory!

everyone, please meet my great grandmother, roberta weir. (fourth photo) she was the matriarch of our family and always possessed this quiet, gentle strength that made her seem unflappable. she mothered 7 children through the great depression, and my grandmother was the eldest of the girls (and was a total badass herself.) she was born in 1893 so of course i had to reference that in the design. one of my fondest memories of her was being 9 years old and sitting at her dining room table as she very patiently taught me how to hand stitch a 9 patch quilt block. i was a whirling dervish of a child so i must have been completely captivated by her and the process because we managed to create a whole block. the idea of taking nothing but very humble materials and creating something that was both useful and decorative has been a theme running through all 4 generations, so it seems very fitting that i made this quilt scarf in her memory. the perfectionist in me really wanted to get out my grid and make it with precision like a quilt pattern, but since i've been making these scarves as a way to channel my rage (so. much. rage.) those wiggly squiggly lines seem so much more authentic. i'll be donating 25% of each scarf sold to the mid-south food bank in honor of her (and you.)