Saturday, April 14, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
My Granny
Several years ago, my great-grandmother, whom I knew as "Granny," passed away. Granny was a seamstress - she made many quilts, drapes, and items of clothing throughout her 97 years. So, there was a stash of fabric to go through after her passing. I found a piece that reminded me of Granny so much that I had to make a quilt out of it. It was a striped seersucker and I remembered, as a girl, visiting her home in East Texas and sitting on the rocking lawn chairs, with cushions made from this material, on her front porch.
I only had a small piece of fabric - give or take, about a yard. So I went to JoAnns to find coordinating solids. Then came the challenge of trying to make a lap quilt with the small amount of fabric. I finally settled on alternating nine patch blocks and the fence rail pattern.
True to form, I got the top pieced, and then sent it off to the quilter in record time. My problem always comes when I have to put the binding on. I do not like binding, but I am too cheap to pay to have it done. Thus, the procrastination.
Finally, about two years later, I sat down to put on the binding.
And the lap quilt joined the others on my quilt rack. I think of Granny each time I see it...and it even still seems to smell like her house always did...
I only had a small piece of fabric - give or take, about a yard. So I went to JoAnns to find coordinating solids. Then came the challenge of trying to make a lap quilt with the small amount of fabric. I finally settled on alternating nine patch blocks and the fence rail pattern.
True to form, I got the top pieced, and then sent it off to the quilter in record time. My problem always comes when I have to put the binding on. I do not like binding, but I am too cheap to pay to have it done. Thus, the procrastination.
Finally, about two years later, I sat down to put on the binding.
And the lap quilt joined the others on my quilt rack. I think of Granny each time I see it...and it even still seems to smell like her house always did...
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