dinner gong

"Lunch is nearly ready," I called out to my mother by way of encouragement that we would indeed eat.
I had been toiling on a quilt.
An endlessly large quilt.
As I quilted, my thread kept breaking.
Continuous line quilting should be continuous shouldn't it?

There are many variables.
The type of needle, the type of thread, the tension, the quilter, the tension of the quilter......
"I'll just quilt 'til the thread breaks," I assured my mother. "That shouldn't take too long."
I sewed and sewed and swirled and and curled and sewed some more.
The bobbin thread eventually ran out; a quilter's dinner gong.