Mending a quilt

8130_144376720908_489763_nI defended my Ph.D. thesis on October 29th 2004.  The next day I woke up unbelievably liberated.  I went for a run around Greenlake and on my way home I stopped at an estate sale where I admired a hand-stitched patchwork quilt top with vintage fabric.  It had no back and was coming apart in a couple places.  The woman running the sale said I could have it for free, so I took it home, delighted.  I mended it and splurged on nice fabric for the back, and then I hand-tied it and hand-stitched on the binding.  For a few years it was on the guest bed and then in the nursery.  Now it’s on Henry’s bed where I think it looks cheerful, although some might argue that, strictly speaking, it’s a little girly for an almost four year old.  Don’t worry- I have a new quilt underway for him.

But this patchwork quilt I will always love for being handmade, for having history, for being a gift to me on a happy, carefree day.  For bringing love to our guests and to our baby.  For cuddling us while we read bedtime stories.  When it wears through in places I patch it up.  The new squares blend in with the old and even add dimension.

worn through

worn through

patched up

patched up


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