OK, it's raining again. Why does it have to rain on garage sale day? It's just been a rainy week and I'm tired of it. Guess that's May for you. My garden sure looks great. My tomatoes even have blossoms.
Thought this would be a good day to show some of my favorite quilts. I love quilts. It's amazing to think of a woman putting these together many years ago never realizing that someone several generations in the future would consider it a treasure. The 2 quilts below I purchased at a garage sale last summer. They came from Mississippi and Jamie from the quilt shop in Springfield told me that one was pre-Civil War and the other was made during the Civil War. Unfortunately, they're dirty but was warned not to wash them because of the age, They had been stored in an old refrigerator in an abandoned cabin for over 20 yrs. Luckily, that had kept them from being destroyed by varmints.
This is my favorite quilt. It was made by my Mom, Leola, before she died. She must have made thousands of yo-yos and luckily she made several into quilts. Some of her yo-yos are actually made from 3 different fabrics. I never look at it that it doesn't bring the memories rushing back from the fabrics she used.
These two quilts were made by my great-grandmother. My Mom gave them to me as quilt tops and I had a young Amish girl quilt them for me. Someday soon I plan to bind them. I wanted to be able to work on the same quilt that my great- grandmother had worked on at least 100 yrs. ago.
This last one is just one I love. I purchased it thinking it would be cute to have 2 pink quilts for the g'daughters twin beds but so far I haven't found a 2nd one so this one stays on my guest bed.
I have several other quilts in my collection and some day soon maybe I'll show my whole collection. They're all wonderful and tell such a story. Hopefully, they'll be cherished by Allison and my g'children after I'm gone.
Also, yesterday was my Aunt Lillian's 99th b'day. Until about 2 yrs. ago she quilted. She's practically blind but quilted by holding the piece just inches from her eyes. She was always a wonderful seamstress and for years altered clothing for different stores. She could take anything apart and put it back together. She's my mom's last sibling left. She's lost both her husbands and 2 children but she still lives in her home in Kansas City and can still make a mighty fine cobbler. Happy birthday dear Aunt Lillian.