She finds bliss in the beauty of a quiet mountain meadow dotted with daises. It’s the perfect day for a picnic, so she brings a basket of homemade bread, peach jam, and wild strawberries. She spreads out a quilt beneath her favorite moss-covered tree and soaks in the sunbeams that break through the leafy canopy above. Now life isn’t always a picnic–there are moments when the sun disappears behind the clouds and we are left to look for our own rays of sunshine. So many of us find joy in sewing pretty things like quilts, dresses, and decorations for our homes. It revives us like the warmth from the real sun.