I decided to take advantage of the fact we haven’t moved yet to take pictures of my favorite quilt on our trusty, rustic fence.
This quilt was given to me by my mother-in-law a few years ago. She found it while cleaning out her own mother-in-law’s home of 50ish years. Our guess is that it was made by my husband’s great-grandmother. I felt so privileged that she would give it to me – but I think she knew I would give it a loving home. And it will be a special treasure for my girls one day to have this family heirloom.
I love that the fabrics are so random and scrappy but that chedder-y yellow solid and green-check-with daisy-motif tie it all together. That same daisy fabric is on the back of the quilt.
But it’s also fun to note that the maker ran out of that daisy fabric part way through making the diamonds and substituted other greens. (You can see in the bottom-left photo above.) I love all of the prints in this quilt. Looking at them makes me think the quilt was made sometime in the 1930’s. [anyone else want to weigh in?] Lot’s of feedsack-looking fabrics.
One reader just asked about quilting. Good eyes! No, this quilt is not quilted. It is only tied. This is perhaps it’s greatest flaw. The ties do not hold the quilt together as much as I would like and it is therefore a bit fragile. The more a quilt is quilted, the better it will hold up in the long run.
But I love it none the less. This quilt gives me a nice case of the warm fuzzies.
Which I really need at the moment. We just found out our move has been postponed another week. Argh. This is the second time. The lenders are SO SLOW right now and they are requiring ridiculous amounts of minutia in terms of credit reports and tax information and appraisals. A sad swing of the pendulum because of the hedonistic lending practices of the past few years. Just this morning I read a headline that said: Norms change for home sales; Buyers have to jump through more hoops. I can add a hearty ‘amen’ to that statement. I don’t mind so much that we have to wait because, other than the trips to the new school, I’m not in a hurry to leave our current neighborhood. And I’m all for being thorough and not repeating the process that has made the current financial mess for our economy. The thing that is irritating is having the finish line repeatedly moved – being told “one more thing” or we will hopefully have things ready by tomorrow” repeated a dozen times. I would just like them to give me a final closing date – I don’t care when it is – so I don’t have to keep rescheduling movers and carpet-layers and babysitters and people to cover me at work.
Okay, sorry about the rant. Deep breath. I feel better now. You are all such patient friends.
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