Hello all, Mary Ellen here.
I read a post on Facebook recently, which I know some of you also read, titled “Why the hell did somebody make me a quilt?” Judging by the comments people posted, many quilters agreed with the writer’s sentiments. Here’s a link to it if you haven’t seen it yet: click here.
Since I liked the author’s style, I went to the her web page to explore. Here’s another one of her posts which I also agree with. Click here. When I give a quilt, I’m hoping it will be used so much that it will wear out from being so well loved. I don’t make quilts for competition. I don’t want it to go in a cedar chest (yikes what a bad idea!), go up on a closet shelf in the back, or end up in the dog’s bed. It’s okay with me if it’s in the trunk of the car for wrapping up in when at Shakespeare in the Park, or at junior’s football game. It’s okay if it’s covered with grass stains from being the floor of the fort in the back yard, or if it’s covered with yellow baby food stains or tear stains from hiding in it when the movie is scary. I just want my quilt to be used and loved.
What do you think?