“Great wine requires a mad man to grow the vine, a wise man to watch over it, a lucid poet to make it, and a lover to drink it.” – Salvador Dali
When I was in high school (many moons ago!) our family hosted a French student for the school year. I didn’t know much about the world beyond Iowa at that time and this was an incredible opportunity for my family to widen our horizons. Jocy had lived many places in France, but her heart always remained in the regions of Beaujolais where her family had deep roots. As we became young women, and our families grew, and we were both deeply involved in family and careers, we lost touch. Many attempts were made to reconnect, without much success, until I opened up Facebook about a year and a half ago and had a “friend request” from my long lost friend. What an incredible surprise! Correspondence ensued and I just returned from spending 10 days in France with Jocy experiencing the part of France that she loves most. Fall is an absolutely beautiful time to visit Lyon and the Beaujolais wine region of France. Of course, I’m a quilter and I spent days and days pondering what I could take to France that wouldn’t take up all of my luggage. I found a wonderful fabric print of a world map and overlaid the map with a traditional celtic design. Along the edges, I added four designs in seminole strip piecing to represent America. The piece is hand appliqued and hand quilted. It measure approximately 28 x 46 inches.
These show the seminole pieced border in more detail.
One of the most beautiful places that we visited was the medieval village of Pérouges. Pérouges is a commune in the Ain department in eastern France. It is a medieval walled town that is perched on a small hill that overlooks the plain of the Ain River. The town was was inhabited by craftsmen; mainly farmers and linen weavers. It was probably founded by a Gallic colony. In 1167, the Seigneur d’Anthon famously shut the commune’s walls against the troops of the Archbishop of Lyon, and as early as 1236 the inhabitants earned communal freedom. In 1601 the town officially became French. Until the end of the 18th century, the textile industry in Pérouges boomed. (wikipedia)
The visit to France and the renewal of an old friendship was beautiful!