It has been a busy and full 8 months, and after Easter weekend, I was looking forward to soaking in some much-needed sunshine and rest. The trip began with a quick visit with my sister, who always brings me endless laughter, peace, and love. From there, a fun overnight in Chattanooga, where my girls and I connected before heading to our home in Kentucky. It's the small things that seem to stand out most these days. And with every arrival in Kentucky, I see it first in the quilts.

 

You’ll notice them everywhere if you’re looking; painted quilt squares fixed to the sides of barns, resting against old wood, bright and intentional against the landscape. Each one different, each one carrying a story, whether spoken or not. I find myself searching for them now, as reminders of what I love about this place, stitched into the rhythm of the drive.

 

There’s something deeply meaningful about them, beyond their beauty. Quilt patterns, long