Quilt No. 107
Frogs. They keep showing up in my quilts. It’s not so much that I love frogs. It’s pictures of frogs that I love. I have frog calendars, and frog stationary, and more than one Kermit the Frog hanging around the house. I have a frog cookie cutter, frog salt and pepper shakers, and a plastic frog next to the kitchen sink that dispenses soap. With the exception of the dispenser, I did not buy any of these froggly items. People see frog stuff and they immediately think of me. It’s pretty humbling.
I do admit that I have allowed the inspiration of frogs to guide my purchases more than a few times – and all of those purchases were fabric. So, whenever I can, I like to add a frog or two into my quilts. Sadly, this does not happen nearly as often as I’d like. So my collection of frog fabric is growing in leaps and bounds.
In Lost on the Ocean, a particularly exotic frog is sailing on his lily pad. The sun is blasting down on him. The ocean is swirling. A mildly frantic concern is starting to nudge at his consciousness. The heat penetrates his skull and unleashes a psychedelic vista. He begins to long for the comforts of home...or maybe even just a bit of sunscreen...