Silence.......... …………In a moment of Silence In the evening, I take a moment to be Still, to slow down, take a breath and chill. The silence is like a beautiful shawl being wrapped around me as I sit and look at the frozen river. The river is a spectacular piece of nature with its many moods and seasons. While sitting, I noticed my grandmother’s quilt sitting on the end of the bed. The cherished quilt is old but not really yellowed with time. When I see the quilt, I think of my grandmother being with me. My mind wanders to how she made the quilt with so few resources, however, she made it with love. I have always wanted to paint a quilt. I am too impatient to try and piece one. An idea takes wings as I sit there with the beautiful piece of art, the quilt, in front of me. I could paint a piece of fabric and put it together with quilt batting and fabric back for someone to quilt for me. What would I paint? What co...