Everyone just 'falls' in love with this cute table topper!

Literally, I must say that back in the day, life for me as a little girl was a life of living 'under a quilt'.  My mother quilted, and quilted, then quilted some more.  Life without a quilt on frames in the living room would have been like life in the living room without Ozzie and Harriet or American Bandstand coming weekly on TV.   Wait a minute.  Stop, rewind!  Back up.  THE FABRIC ROOM!!!  This is not like 'what comes first, the chicken or the egg'.  This is like what comes first...OF COURSE, it's the fabric.  The fabric comes first.  And fabric she had, and fabric she bought, and bought, and bought.  Then there was the fabric closet!  For lack of a better word, reverent would be in my mind's recollection of how I viewed that room.  Today, Mother is 91 years old, and can no longer trudge up the steep stairway that leads to the second story of our early 1900's farmhouse.  That's where 'the room' is.  Mom isn't aware of many things any more, but one thing she is aware of, is that without uncertainty, someone has been getting in to her fabric!  She is right.  I am the guilty one. Having sorted, and folded, and batched, and color coordinated,  I stand back with feelings of, yes, reverence.  To remember how much her beloved hobby meant to her, and the pride she felt for her beautiful fabrics, makes me realize how much I want to be like her.  I want to quilt!  

Tanner's Quilt

I have recently been making quilts for the youngest of my 16 grandchildren! This is little Tanner's quilt. The stripes were chosen by Tanner's mom, my daughter Natalie. The stripes were the inspiration, and the rest fell into place perfectly! The brown flannel backing make it extra soft for this sweet baby.