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Aug 11, 2026

South Fork of Peachtree Creek with Emmy

 

This quilt is for South Fork Conservancy's "Creek Rising" auction, September 17, 2026.  The quilted water contains a hidden bow to our puppy Emmylou.  She loves our walks but not necessarily my quilting.  Her playfulness won't allow overthinking colors.  

I made this to help raise funds for The South Fork Conservancy, a nonprofit working to improve and keep the Atlanta trails and waterways clean.



South Fork with Emmy, 54x72"

My favorite place in our neighborhood is the network of trails along the banks of this tributary of Peachtree Creek.  Through green areas the water cuts a valley so deep that you can imagine the mountains for a bit.  Forest bathing I've heard this called.

This waterway suffers from being an urban Atlanta oasis, sparkling through the woods but often polluted.  Rain spills are welcome but often wash through the city picking up trash along the way.  I only allow Emmy time in the swimming hole when she's getting a bath back home.

Luckily, there are dedicated neighbors, and South Fork Conservancy, spending time every day to keep this Peachtree Creek watershed clean.  Once a year dedicated volunteers from SF put on "Creek Rising" at Zonolite Park to celebrate the history and culture of the area and raise funds for upkeep.  Archeologists bring stories from pottery and artists paint while musicians serenade an excellent buffet dinner. It's a delight to be a part of this effort. 

Check out the opportunities available at www.southforkconservancy.org


These waters and wooded parks guarantee you'll come out in a better mood than you entered.





 Emmy loves the Swimming Hole


“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”  Rainer Maria Rilke - Letters to a Young Poet, 1902-8.