Monday, September 29, 2014

Lincoln Nursery: Grandma's Quilt

Before I knew if I was having a Lincoln or a Sophia or a Mortimer or a Bernice, I knew that the heart of the nursery would be my grandma's red quilt top.
My grandma, so Lincoln's great grandma. This quilt top has seen some days. And it may or may not contain scraps of my grandpa's pajamas or a housecoat remnant from a woman at church, because that's how my grandma did it.
Made with love and thought and using every scrap.

The quilt face needed some seams reinforced. And it was evident that some of the fabrics were wearing thin.
Because someone had likely worn them thin as clothing. Pajama pants. Grandpa Peter. Maybe.
I chose a soft minky fabric for the quilt back and did straight line quilting to strengthen the integrity of the quilt. Stitching the ditch was a consideration, but the corners didn't match up so a "straight" line outline 1/4 inch on both sides of each square was the smoothest transition.

The binding: turquoise dots.


That's how I remember my Grandma. Those are the memories I want Lincoln snuggled up in on a cold night.

The fact that those gentle memories got to come in a collage of rad boisterous patterns? Priceless and Perfect.

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