A friend from long ago encouraged me to learn to quilt. I am eternally grateful to that young woman, who was 19 at the time, for the gift of quilting.
I my goal was to stick to squares and figure out how to hand quilt, my only option.
It was a wild ride for me, the planning, imagining, and sewing, all on a very limited budget.
Everybody got a quilt for Christmas that year. This one is mine.It reminds me of my girls as toddlers, and homemaking.
1 comment:
Duda! Your sewing skills have grown in leaps and bounds. This is gorgeous! Nice work.
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