I Love Quilts

This is one of my favorite kid size quilts.  I made it using a lot of my Americana scraps. It is a Log Cabin pattern.


The red in the center square represents the Heart and Hearth of the home. 

This is the back of the first quilt my step-mom and I made together.  It was my 16th birthday present...so it's 22 years old now! 


My aunt Marla made this baby quilt.  It has the cutest yellow bumble bee binding and a flannel back.

My oldest and bestest friend Michelle made this adorable blue and chocolate brown doggie quilt for Calvin. It has beautiful swirling quilt stitiches using a varigated blue thread.

Here is the top of my Auntie Marla's quilt.

My sister-in-law Christa made this stunning quilt for us one of the first years we were married.  We were all together in Utah celebrating Christmas with lots of snow.  

Michelle and I worked on this quilt together when we were both still learning how to quilt.  We were very into Americana.  And I have to admit that I love it still! This one is probably approaching 20 years old.  

My dad made the quilt rack for me. And as if that weren't special enough, it is made without any hardware.  It is held together with tongue-and-grove woodworking and wooden pegs. 

I made this Roman Square quilt all from scraps.  It was for Calvin when he moved into a big boy bed but Andrew uses it now...for reasons I can not remember. 

The quilt on the floor was also made by Michelle for Andrew.  It is a cozy, all flannel quilt with fringed edges on each square.  I made the pillow on the right last year, also using scrap material and an old pair of jeans.
I have grown fond of having our quilts piled up and ready to go.    

Inside...outside...we use our quilts...we love our quilts...we stick them in the washer...we put them on the floor...we take them to the park...we drape them over strollers to block the sun.

In 100 years my great grandchildren may not be able to run their hands over these textiles and prize them as antique quilts.  But each of these collections of fabric and thread will be well-used and well-loved and they will probably be touched every day because one of my favorite things in all the world is running my hand over fine quilt stitching.

Do you have any well-loved quilts? 
Do you have any antique quilts?
I would love to see them...and I would love to run my hands over them too!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I love quilts too! And mostly for the nostalgia and love that you know goes into each stitch. Sadly, the quilting skill/tradition is not in my family. While I was in college, I tried to remedy this gaping hole in my history by buying a beautiful used quilt. It didn't work! The true beauty of a quilt is found only between the squares and stitches- in the heart of the one who made it JUST for you! You are so blessed to be "wrapped" in this tradition! L, kmc
October 19, 2011 at 6:42 AM
Donita said…
You are a sweet friend. You have made me want to make a quilt for you! Maybe someday. Oh...I have an even better idea...we could make one together!
October 19, 2011 at 9:56 PM
Anonymous said…
Ooh...that would be fun! Put it as #102 on your list of 101 things!
October 20, 2011 at 7:24 AM
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