There are all sorts of ties. There are ties that bind. There are ties to the community…and there are ties in competition.
Of course, there are also the pieces of fabric that men wear, called neck ties.
There are skinny ties, fat ties, and in-between ties. There are bow-ties and clip-on ties, possibly made for those men in a hurry or maybe because they haven’t been able to master the difficulty of a Windsor knot.
There are reasonably inexpensive ties for those men who only have occasion to wear them once or twice a year and think the idea of putting a useless string around their shirt is ridiculous. There are high-end ties marketed to the rich, made of the finest silk, surely spun from spiders hiding in the dark crevices of royal castles.
Some ties are beautiful and bear the mark of their famous designer. Some ties are so ugly, they make you scratch your head and wonder what someone was thinking. Some ties boast a theme park or scenes from a distant country. Some ties bear stains, and offer a slight whiff of a long ago supped dinner.
Some ties smell like old men.
Some ties bring back memories of yesteryear and either make you smile or wince.
Some ties are kept far beyond their expiration date. Others are tossed aside like old lovers, until one day…someone sees the beauty in what once was, and rescues them to be refashioned into a work of art, made to warm you on a chilly night…and maybe bring back memories of yesteryear…and yes, maybe smell like old men.
This quilt was made from 264 different ties. 66 labels were used in the center.
Wow, beautiful story and wonderful quilt, is there no end to your many talents Laurel? I love your short stories and look forward to reading a longer one soon. This year has been a strange one in so many ways, February had 29 days and March had about 500, then it was September and that’s where we are now. Once again, love the quilt of ties, and the story to accompany it.
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I almost laughed my eyes out at the “February/March” line. There’s not much I can’t do but there’s a lot I don’t do anymore. Those tie quilts are labor intensive and I enjoyed making them…for the most part. The challenge was keeping them separate, so as not to repeat one. Thanks for the appreciation! 🙂
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“Some ties smell like old men.” When I read this line, I knew what it meant but didn’t know how I knew.
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Ha! I only know because I have made a few quilts out of old ties. If they were stained, I left the stains. Random ties are just random and make pretty quilts, but if the ties belonged to someone you loved, they become more special I think. I’m not sure my daddy owned more than one tie in his entire short life, but had he, oh…how I would have loved to have them.
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I love this
I hope you’re doing well❤️
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Thank you. I’m doing okay…trying to stay in and not catch this horrendous virus. Catching up on my quilting that I gave up many years ago. You okay?
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Sounds perfect 😊
I’m doing great
Lots of hanging out and spending lots of time with my kids and mini’s♥️
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The story is clever and fun, but that quilt is terrific! Yet another amazing talent you have…
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Thanks. I think…in a quilt, ties are beautiful…even when they aren’t.
I’m planning on making one…mimicking crop circles. 🥴
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That’s a nice quilt. Are you the maker?
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Yes. I still have to quilt it…🥴
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