I've never attempted to even try to learn the craft of quilting. Mostly because I don't have the time or patience. And then there's the whole thing about me not quite getting the design part. Not that I am not talented. Just not in this area.
I come from a long line of women (not sure about the men) who had quite a gift when it came to a needle and thread. But this ability completely skipped over me. Luckily, it found it's way back in one of my four lovely daughters.
When DD3 headed out to Texas a few years ago for grad school, she taught herself how to quilt. That's right. She taught herself. Amazing.
Her first one was for her cousin's new baby:
|Baby quilt when it was in progress.|
She followed the wall hangings with this one for her oldest sister:
Which was followed by this one for me!
|My Christmas quilt!|
|Here's a close up of the front and back of my Christmas quilt.|
This past Christmas, she made one for her other older sister. She took some of her sister's t-shirts from college and made this one:
|Here are two who are also good with needle and thread checking out the handiwork.|
After receiving my Christmas quilt, I mentioned that I would love to have one for each season. She's working on my spring quilt now.
Don't you love it when your kids pick up on hints or things you say as a joke and they know you'd really like it? Ha!
The spring quilt will have some of my grandmother's handkerchiefs in it since Grandmother was a spring person. The squares will be reflective of her love for spring. And, the daughter who makes these glorious quilts? She's named after my grandmother. See how the stories can be woven into the pattern, the fabric, the design...the motivation?
I love quilts. Even if the talent skipped me. It's still in the family, and that's good enough.
This is Day 17 of the A-Z Challenge!