Old quilt

My parents are both gone and my brothers and I begin the monumental task of sorting through the house. My oldest brother chose this quilt but then he stuck it in my car. Thank you so much. It was made for our mother born in 1928 by her maternal grandmother. It has a wool batting, it is machine pieced and hand quilted in the ditch and around the pin wheels. As I look back through the family history books I learn that Great Grandma Lena was born in Sweden and died in South Dakota in 1952. I believe my grandmother (my mother's mother mor mor as the Swedes say as opposed to far mor for father's mother doesn't that make it easy to know which grandma you are referring and  mor far and far far for grandfathers) put the quilt together and hand quilted it. My Mor mor also quilted this click.  I think the quilting was done by the same person. I love that color of blue and see the hint of green in the grass, our snow is finally gone.--Ann--

Quilt Show

Quilt show at my church on Saturday.  Old quilts, new quilts, big quilts, small quilts,  hardly been used quilts, and loved to shreds quilts. We had almost 50 quilts and not enough pews to spread them all out flat. Bed size quilts work best on the pews.  A few men enjoyed more than caramel rolls and coffee. A good time was had by all. --Ann--

Out of the Cupboard -- 30's quilt

Quilts just like people need to get out and move to get the kinks out. This feathered star quilt was made by my maternal grandmother eighty some years ago. Sometimes when I glance at it when I get it out to stretch, the yellow completely over powers the feathered stars. The quilt fits a double bed and was never used much it is almost like new.

I have always been in awe of her tiny tiny stitches. All of her quilts have wool batting and are thick and heavy and oh so warm.

I am also amazed at the way the edges are finished. It is hemmed by turning the top and back into the quilt and stitched with a tiny running stitch, the batting is right up to the edge of the hem. And it is straight.

Connecting to my roots---Ann