Friday, June 26, 2009

Sun Quilt and Solstice memory

Summer solstice happened this year on June 21st at precisely 1:45 AM when the sun stood directly over the Tropic of Cancer. So welcome summer and welcome my horoscope sign, Cancer the crab. I am a true crab. I love my home and get a 'mite tetchy' when absent too long from it. In addition I love all domestic rituals-with the notable exception of housework-and true to the astrologer's description, am "...creative, sensitive, and can be quite moody." You got a problem with that?

In honor of del sol, I rooted around and unearthed a wall hanging made in 1997. The occasion was a challenge from David Textiles to use their latest line of fabrics called An Enchanted Garden . The two pieced blocks are Full Blown Rose and haiku poems are written in each one. Ironically, while neither poem is about summer (they're on spring and fall) the sun imagery comes through as the strongest element of the piece.

The haiku were from my favorite haiku book, A Net of Fireflies, by Howard Stewart.

On this anniversary of summer solstice I remember June 21, 1974 when I was in England and with thousands of like-minded hippie souls, headed to Stonehenge for the occasion. Modern Druids, bikers, backpackers from every country converged on the monument. But the most fun was the night before since most folks camped in the woods at the edge of Salisbury Plain. The trees were so huge you couldn't get your arms around them and as gnarled as any drawn by Arthur Rackham. While wandering from bonfire to bonfire, I picked up a companion, a spritely beer-drinking Brit with long hair, glitter on his face, and wearing four-inch silver platforms. Even then he didn't come up to my shoulder! I finally ditched him by weaving quickly through the forest although I could hear him for a long time, stumbling along in his heels, yoohoo'ing, "American girl, oh, American girl."

7 comments:

Vicki Lane said...

Great story from your wild youth, Pepper!

We were also lucky enough to visit Stonehenge back when you could wander among the stones.

And I too have The Net of Fireflies -- such a good collection.

Jean Baardsen said...

Love this! "Memory Art" is fun. Maybe that was a leprechaun with you??

Robin said...

You have some of the coolest stories, man:)
Thanks for sharing, Robin

Linda said...

Linda from Lansing here. See my blog for a picture of a cat who helps this quilter - HA!!!!
It's up for sharing.......

Auntie Ju's Quilt Shoppe said...

Pepper, I so enjoy your blog and postings on the FabShopNetChat site. We've learned much from your comments. I too have been to Stonehenge, but it must have been really special to be there on solstice. Several years ago you came to ILM to conduct a class for our guild, I attended but was totally unprepared as far as bringing the proper fabric. You assured me that the piece I made wasn't nearly as bad as I thought. I've been a fan every since. Next time we vend at the Morehead City quilt show we've got to come to Beaufort to see your studio! P.S. When I opened your blog tonight I stayed on the first page and all of a sudden heard this sloshing of water. I opened the door where our computer tower is stored and where the noise was coming from - expecting it to belch water at me! And then I moved down on the page and saw your counter - neat!

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BJ said...

The standing stones have always been a fascination of the Tatum clan. Marvin developed a very nice collection of books about them with pictures. When my youngest son David was small, he made up stories about "the enormous men" who placed them there. Nice blog post.