With the change of seasons, its time to change up our bedding with heavier weights and warmer colours. This faded beauty has made its way back onto our bed and into my heart, reminding me once again of its narrow escape from the scissors.
Here’s a secret: when I first found this pieced quilt at Nelson’s amazing Eclectic Antiques, I thought it was a cutter. It was huge, faded and oddly misshapen. With too many blocks shredding and falling apart, I thought this quilt’s best chance of survival was a series of cushions or mini-quilts. So I stashed it, waiting for the time that I could cut into and use the best bits as something new.
Now, I’m starting to love it. The colour combinations are kooky, the pattern alignments are awesome, and the simple fact that some amazing crafter spent hours cutting and piecing this masterpiece by hand makes it worth saving.