Hello, dumpster! Take my quilt! Please...
And no I forgot to take a picture. (My only regret here.) The quilt was a Brick Wall design, a charm quilt, hundreds of different tiny calicos and chintzes that years ago came to my design office on swatch cards.We didn't actually use calico, but the swatch cards arrived anyway. Too pretty to just discard. My assistant and I would cut the tiny rectangles before we tossed them out.
It looked somewhat like these c.1876-1900 Connecticut quilts archived on The Quilt Index :
That bed was in our loft in the city; we bought the loft the day after we got married, instead of a honeymoon. Years later we realized that, at best, we are better friends than spouses....And no one at all except me valued that quilt or those memories.
And it had polyester batting that bearded, darn it! (yes, yes, the truth, the real reason to toss it comes out! I couldn't face unquilting it, and redoing it with good cotton batting...because, after all: who cared?)
On a much nicer note, this is a quilt I made for my daughter a few years ago. I photoshopped her name out, sorry for the blurs.
I like hearts, so I hoped she'd like one too. And of course because I love her. I designed the simple pattern. And had it quilted with more hearts. And this time I used cotton batting, thank goodness....
It folds up into a pocket in the back, for sleep-overs or travel...
And it has secret "mom" messages, an angel, a rainbow, a smiling sun...and it too was made with love and high hopes.
gone to the beach