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Civil War Anniversary Quilt

6 Feb

2011 is the 150th Anniversary of the outbreak of the American Civil War.  There is an interesting Civil War Textile blog which is posting history and a free quilt block pattern each week of this year.

Last week’s was titled “Richmond” to remember Varina Davis, wife of the Confederate President,  and the capital of the Confederate headquarters.  “Jefferson Davis, former U.S. Senator from Mississippi, was inaugurated as President of the Confederate States 150 years ago this (last) week.”

“Four years of War changed the lively young wife. Like her Union counterpart Mary Lincoln Varina Davis lost a child during the War. In her memoir she recalled the day in 1864:
“I left my children quite well, playing in my room, and had just uncovered my [sewing] basket in [Jefferson’s] office when a servant came in for me. The most beautiful and brightest of my children, Joseph Emory, had in play climbed over the connecting angle of the banister and fallen to the brick pavement below. He died a few minutes after we reached his side.”
She gave birth to her youngest that year and wrote to Mary Chesnut in April, 1864.

“Do come to me, and see how we get on. I shall have a spare room by the time you arrive, indifferently furnished, but, oh, so affectionately placed at your service. You will receive such a loving welcome. One perfect bliss have I. The baby, who grows fat and is smiling always, is christened, and not old enough to develop the world’s vices or to be snubbed by it. The name so long delayed is Varina Anne. My name is a heritage of woe.””

So there is an idea for you Kirsty!  And for me, too.  A block a week to commemorate this part of our nation’s history, with a quilt to use for a lifetime at the end.

Squirrel Again

6 Feb

For supper tonight we will go to Mom M’s.  I am making dough for pizza; before church this morning I made sauce; last night the last bag of squirrels (Christmas present from my BIL) was boiled.  The meat from four of those squirrels went into the sauce for the pizza. (Shh, don’t tell Isaac!) Hawthorne loves the backbones, but I fear the little leg bones are too sharp so he does not get those.

The three flying squirrels in the basement got their cage cleaned to celebrate February.  What a messy bunch they are!  I removed about a gallon of detritus– half  emptied nut shells and corn pieces, dried up bread and wrinkled apple cores.  Of course, where were they to put it all?  Under and in and behind their bedding and box and sleeping sweater.

When I visited Mom’s yesterday there were six more giant grays out on the feeders.  Since I took the last of the Christmas squirrels Daren now feels he can shoot more.

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