You know that sometimes a name will conjure up pictures in your mind. Past experience will start the mind computer and run the video.
A rose will conjure up this -
For sewers the name Bernina brings something like this to mind -
Let's just say "Paducah" and what do you think of?? Well if you have been there, and you are a quilter, you think of the annual Quilt show. Or the Quilting museum. We don't tend to think of all the historical background of this little town.
Or if I were to say Ford or Chevy, somehow I don't think this is the picture that you would conjure up in your mind ..........
And of course there are some double meanings for certain names. I mean after all, I am sure the people at NASA do NOT consider a UFO to have anything to do with textile ;-)
Names are important. They hold in place either a person, a place, or even a thing. And they bring to mind a history or a memory.
I have read somewhere that a person's name is the sweetest sound. Have you ever noticed when you are in a crowded room, that if someone calls your name, you will turn and look. Or respond in some way.
I have an unusual name. It has always caused a tongue stumble for most people. I remember when I was a little girl how people would stumble over my name. I have been called Jacklyn, Joycelyn, Joshelin and many other variations. I've learned through the years to just answer if they are anywhere close. I have a nickname that I'm called by my family and friends, but there is always an explanation that goes along with it.
I guess for years I did not like my name, but it was mostly because people would (excuse the expression) butcher it. I liked my nickname as it was easier and I felt like it could just roll of the tongue. So much so that now when people call me by my "real" name it sometimes feel odd, or like it isn't really me. As I have gotten older, I am feeling more comfortable in my own skin and now I enjoy my name. It is unique, and you don't hear it everywhere you go.
So I just had to get on my bandwagon. It's been hard to not do things while I wait for my foot to heal. It is my driving foot, which also is my machine driving foot :-( I hope you don't mind my banter :-) It's nice to have a place to share thoughts, even when they are not quilt related.
Have a wonder filled day.
plenty of pincushions, volume 2
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