Okay, I have made two quilts in my lifetime. I made a quilt out of old jeans several years ago. I sewed it up on the machine. Jeans on the front, jeans on the back. Heavy. David calls it a lead blanket. okay. It does not look fancy, or pretty or precise. I just wanted a quilt to throw on the ground to sit on that could take it. Boy, it does.
Then, around six years ago I got an urge to make a hand pieced, hand quilted quilt. Why? I don't know. I don't even like to sew. I just wanted to have something that I had actually made with my own hands. I took 3-4 years to make this quilt. I picked out several different fabrics, then would change my mind. I was scared as the dickens to start cutting pieces out, but I did start finally. Just squares, just squares, that was all I could handle. I hand sewed the top. Looked pretty good. A few puckers and a very few corners that didn't quite match up but know what? I didn't care. Got it put together and was going to try to hand quilt it, but wanted it faster to put in the "guest" bedroom, so I just tacked it. I can always go back and quilt it later, huh?
Now, I asked Danielle if she wanted me to make a quilt for her as she is getting married in December. Of course she did. So I have procrastinated for a year. Now I have almost all the fabric I want and will try to start putting it together. Nothing fancy, of course. The one I made was all big, plain squares. This one will either be a jelly roll quilt or a log cabin pattern. Right now I am leaning towards the log cabin. It looks so pretty.
So, this will be my 3rd quilt. Who knows, I may decide I like sewing and do one for each grandkid, but please I won't be holding my breath.
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