Beautiful Quilts

Since my grandmother is an expert with needle and thread and a genius at putting scrap pieces of fabric together to create artful masterpieces, I've almost always had a handmade quilt on my bed; however, last summer, I replaced my queen-size mattress with a full-size. The quilts that I had been using now piled up on the floor instead of draping nicely over the sides of the bed. Grandmother quickly came to the rescue again, finding in her cedar chest a full-size comforter top that my late great-grandmother had pieced. She found batting and fabric in her collection for the back and put it together, placing beautiful decorative hand-stitching between each of the blocks. Throughout the winter, it provided warmth, but as summer approached, I needed something a little lighter to snuggle under at night.

My mother offered a beautiful quilt that she made when she was 18, a lovely hand-embroidered piece of art. For once in my life, I'm glad I'm the only daughter so that there wasn't a fight over who got to sleep under the beauty of this fabric and thread. Now when I make my bed in the morning and when I retire for the night, I treasure this delicate quilt which involved so many hours of precise work. THANKS, Mom!