It’s hard to keep my mind on work when all this lovely fabric is sitting next to my desk.
The scraps came from Joe’s aunt, Ruth, who very generously gave me a large box of
them when she cleared out her stash a couple of weeks ago.
I spent a very satisfying afternoon playing a sort of pelmanism with the jumbled scraps, and I discovered that a lot of them are actually samples – ready-cut rectangles which are, of course crying out to be made into a quilt. And as the cutting part was what drove me demented when I made Bea’s quilt (which I blogged about here and here), I feel as though Matilda’s quilt, which keeps stalling, has just made an awful lot of progress without any effort on my part.
It’s also nice to know that this quilt, when I finish it, will be the ultimate family heirloom – the scraps having come from her great aunt, sewn together by her mother, and if she’s lucky it’ll be on her bed before she’s started a family of her own. Though given that the last quilt was around twelve years in the making, and Matilda turns thirteen next Monday, it might be touch and go.
So beautiful! I’m drooling over the gray wavy lines with pink roses. Too bad my aunts don’t have stashes to clean out *pouts*
I’m rather keen on that one too – it makes me think of Horrockses.
I thought I was the only person to take more that 10 years to finish a quilt, thank you for making it not so!
Glad to be of service! Actually I think there are quite a lot of us out there with slow-growing quilts. I do hope this one is a little speedier though.
I wouldn’t worry about the length of time, I think that makes it even more special and something to really treasure. I know I would give up half way through I am such an impatient crafter.