MIL is a terrific housekeeper. Me? Not so much. I maintain a little dust and chaos is healthy for a home. But push aside my beliefs, I want MIL to be comfortable. So along with freezer food preparations, scrubbed floors and bathrooms - and I do mean scrubbed, there's washing sheets, rearranging the guest bedroom to open trundle for Magic Man and me. (Can't let MIL and FIL sleep in those uncomfortable beds), decorating the house AND the Magic Shop Party Room, where the festivities will be held. Home was a cheap hotel. Food to be served at the Party Room where the rest of the family would camp.
All of this nonsense to let you know that in cleaning out the closets, I found a quilt top my Grandmother made, who knows how long ago. She went into a nursing home in the early 80's. We suspected it was made long before then.
When Granny was admitted to the nursing home, many of her possessions were divided; her house placed on the market, yada yada yada. As the only grandchild who shared her passion for "making your own," I received this quilt top. It had the batting and the backing, she started quilting but only finished about a 4" square, leaving me to finish the project. With a 4-year old in the house, quilting was out of the question. So the quilt went into the back of the closet, only to be recovered a month ago, almost 30 years later (see note about a little dust and chaos above).
|Quilt Top on Frame|
Granny loved details. She crocheted and tatted with sewing thread; knitted with fine yarns; hand stitches were practically invisible. Her work was always exquisite. She could sew like no one I knew and my daughter, her great granddaughter, has that same natural talent (but doesn't use it often).
|Cross Stitched Detail|
|Quilting, Quilting and Quilting|