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1930's Farmer's Wife: Hope

The Hope block can be found on page 128 of the  1930's Farmer's Wife Sampler  (page 202 for template instructions.)

The Hope block can be found on page 128 of the 1930's Farmer's Wife Sampler (page 202 for template instructions.)

Click here for the original Farmer's Wife Magazine, the letter written by Mrs. F. M. M. in Illinois can be found on page 7.

July 1938

Throughout Germany Jews were banned from specific areas of public life: private schools were shuttered, they were prohibited from health and beauty spas, and they were banned or fired from employment in law enforcement, realty, and tourism. At the same time, an international conference in Evian-les-Bains in southern France lasted a week, where countries discussed a resolution to the multitudes of Jews who had applied for asylum and refugee status in an attempt to escape Germany. Ultimately the conference ended with no solution as no country except for the Dominican Republic was willing to accept Jewish refugees.

While disagreement and division changed the lives of Europeans, America celebrated a four day long reunion of Confederate and Union soldiers commemorating the 75th anniversary of the end of the Civil War. It’s estimated that over the 4 year course of the Civil War, 620,000 American soldiers and 50,000 civillians were killed. Over the course of the four day celebration, survivors of the Battle of Gettysburg met on the battlefield. The average age of the soldiers who attended the event was 94. I was able to find some original footage of the meeting on YouTube, it’s pretty neat.

Mrs. F. M. M.’s letter to the editor: spend less time obsessing over the details of a clean house if it costs you quality time and a relationship with your children. Turn those daily tasks into weekly tasks and take some time to enjoy one another instead. I can personally say that’s more easily than done when laundry is never ending, dishes are piling up, and constantly cleaning the floor to prevent baby from eating anything and everything he can crawl to. But it’s also good advice, children aren’t small forever so you might as well enjoy them while you can.

The Block

I’m not sure how it happened, but my B pieces didn’t flush into nice, neat corners when I pieced the Hope block. There’s a good 1/4” difference from the the B piece ends and where the corner is supposed to be. I’m worried about it because the opposite corners of the B pieced will also be cut off when the Hope block is pieced into the quilt, which will give the block a softer, more flower petal type look to it. Oh well, done is better than perfect!



A (1) 1 3/4 x 1 3/4"

B (2) 3 x 3"

C (2) 2 1/4 x 2 1/4"

D (2) 2 1/4 x 2 1/4"

E (4) 1 3/4 x 2 3/4"


Happy Quilting!

  • Rita

Baby Bow Tie Quilt


Several months ago I finished this bow tie baby quilt that I had pieced together from my WIPs collection and apparently I never wrote a blog post about it. So now I’m playing catch up.

I had tried to take some nice, clear pictures of this quilt, but the Prime Minister decided to he wanted to help. I might be biased, but I think the pictures turned out cuter this way.


The quilt is a nice lap or tummy time size and measures 36” x 54”. I used a layer cake of Moda’s 1930’s Playtime Basics and some other red, purple, and white fabric I found in my stash. The backing is some kind of polyester blend designed to imitate a felt. I don’t remember where I got it from, but it was thick enough to use as a baking and skip batting all together. I know you’re not supposed to mix fabrics when quilting, but this fabric was just cute and fuzzy enough I think that the cotton top will mesh nicely with the backing, and after a number of washings I haven’t noticed any real shifting or shrinking in the layers.


The quilting itself is very simple. I just used a stitch in the ditch along each of the 36” seams. My Singer Quantum has been on the fritz lately and I haven’t been able to sew on it, so I used the Featherweight, meaning I didn’t even try free motion. But that’s ok, the Featherweight is quickly becoming my favorite sewing machine and I love simple straight quilting anyways.


When I made this quilt, I didn’t have anyone in mind to give it to. I just wanted to knock off another to-do from my WIPs collection. M seems to have claimed it for herself though because I keep finding it wrapped around her baby dolls and favorite stuffed animals. That’s just fine with me, I’d rather my quilt be loved than stuffed in a closet waiting to be gifted.


Happy Quilting!

  • Rita

Soooooooooo..... Ghosting on your own Blog..... Yeah.....

Time for a confessional… ahem…

*squirms in seat

At this very moment it’s 9:12 pm on July 8, 2019. The last time I posted anything on the Posterity Quilt Co. blog was January 12, 2019. People, that’s a time lapse of 6 months, 4 days! That's insane! That’s not how you run a successful blog. That’s not how you run a regular blog. That’s when you sit yourself down in front of a mirror and really look yourself in the eye and assess your life. So here it goes.

But seriously, it gets a little dark.

Baby number 4 (I’ve decided to nickname him the Prime Minister on the blog, the PM for short) just had his first birthday exactly a month ago. I unintentionally tapered off the blog for a while right around the time of his birth. He put me on bed rest for a few weeks before his birth and that new born period is always a whirlwind. But his birth was different than the other three. I have never dealt with postpartum depression before and holy spumoni it’s no joke. Anything beyond changing the PM’s and Little Man’s diapers was exhausting. Everyday was an emotional roller coaster, I was swinging from euphoric highs to suicidal lows with the blink of an eye. I never actually attempted suicide, but I had chosen a method and a place. No one knew how bad it was, but it was bad. There was no time or energy for blogging let alone quilting.

  • Pro-Tip: when OBGYN’s ask questions about postpartum mental health, they’re serious and you should be too. The baby blues aren’t just about feeling mopey and sad that your pre-baby body didn’t snap back into place. It’s a chemical and hormonal change continually taking place in your brain. Seriously ladies, if you need help, get help. Easier said than done, I know, but it really is that simple.

And right around the time when the PM was seven months old I finally started to see the light at the end of the tunnel. My emotions were leveling out, the depression was lifting, and I felt and acted more like myself. For a few blissful months things were good. I was healthy, the kids were growing like weeds, and Handsomepants was burning out at work. So we decided we needed to move back to Wisconsin to be closer to family. We also liked the housing prices in WI much better than here in the Denver area, especially since we’re going to need a new house sometime around November because, (SURPRISE!) Handsomepants knocked me up again! (Yes I know what causes that, because clearly we’re very good at it; yes, we were preventing; yes, he had scheduled a vasectomy, it just hadn’t happened yet; and yes, I had just gotten rid of ALL the baby things.) We had even visited WI to watch my sister graduate law school and so Handsomepants could interview at a few places. Things were good, life was moving forward.

Until it stopped.

Then May 7, 2019 happened. That’s the day that two students decided to walk into the STEM School in Highlands Ranch, CO and open fire on classmates, injuring 8 and killing 1. Goose goes to STEM, she was in first grade this year. If you are a parent of a child who’s experienced a school shooting, you’ll understand. Life stands still for those hours of unknown, and once your child is back in your arms all you can do is cuddle on the couch for days afterwards because the idea of leaving her alone for even a second never crosses your mind. A kind of fog descends over the whole household and even though you’re thankful for the safety of your child, life just seems harder for no real explicable reason.

Goose was safe, the armed security guards at the school ensured the elementary and middle school wings were secured before they finished doing their jobs, and I thank God for them. But it took weeks for Goose to go back and finish out the school year. She knows what happened and her teacher Mrs. Jimenez was a true blessing, working hard to make sure that her students were safe and comfortable in school once again.

But for the summer we’ve shut down. No swimming lessons, no soccer practice, no commitments made more than 2 days ahead of time. This summer we play everyday by ear and just be with one another. Shutting down has been the best decision I’ve ever made for our family so far. There is no stress for me or Handsomepants beyond the WI job search. There is no stress for the kids beyond choosing between the slip and slide or a bike ride.

And the best part is that we’re finally all healthy again. No panic attacks or tearful fits. No more questions and conversations with Goose about things she is clearly to young to have to be discussing. We’ve come to peace with our lot, and are moving forward again.

So what’s next for us?

Handsomepants is still on the hunt for a job in WI. We both really thought he had landed a position about a month ago, and I preemptively started backing the house. He didn’t get the job so we’re living in limbo with a half packed house.

Goose is back to her silly self and looking forward to her seventh birthday next week. She’ll be returning to STEM next year if we have not moved to WI before the fall.

I’m relaxed and benefiting from that second-trimester energy. Baby is active and I’m looking forward to his arrival in November (PS. we found out the gender this time, it’s a boy! And yes, we are definitely done after this one!) I’ve used these last couple of weeks to to something I should have done a long time ago and that’s reconnect with God. I’ve reestablished quiet times and prayer times with Him. I’ve truly come to peace with the truth that at every turn I have to entrust my children into His care, and I am now fully aware of just how sacrificial that display of trust can be.

I’ve also been busting my butt to relaunch the Posterity Quilt Co. blog. I plan on finishing the 1930’s Farmer’s Wife QAL, despite it having died a rather ignominious death. There will be new quilts up for show once I have those posts finished, and I’m planning on participating in some other QAL’s hosted by some other wonderful ladies later this year, so stay tuned for those.

Happy Quilting Once Again!

  • Rita