Q is for...

...Quilting.


When news of the impending arrival of Grandbebe Girl reached the ears Dearest Sister and myself, we set out to create a gift for the dear bebe that would show our great love and tender care, be of proper substance and usefulness, and most importantly, something we could do....sort of ...well.

Artists we are not. Trust funds....not our style...unfortunately.

Simple crafty types, collectors, and ebay buyers? You betcha'!

Dearest Sister loves her some vintage fabric and feedsacks. She also has become educated in the history, and the identification of the patterns and colors of vintage fabrics. She has found much of that at estated sales, auctions, out of the way antiques shops, and on ebay. Sometimes I feed her habit when I stumble across something, and she always seems appreciative, but I really don't know if I find anything of import....except a few weeks ago I did find some feedsacks and a child's hankie at a garage sale for only fifty cents! She really really thought that was cool. I was so proud!

Also, Dearest Sister has been honing her embroidery knowledge, and collecting some eclectic pattern transfers, so when the brainstorming began of whatever shall we do that will last through the ages, showing our devotion and leaving a legacy to the new bebe, we arrived at a melding of our skills.


She contributed materials. (Vintage fabric, red and white. See, down deep, we are very non-traditional. Free thinkers of an aging hippie varietal, as it were...)

I came up with a pattern. (Simple, but sweet, and most importantly, doable without headache over long distances. Dearest Sister and I live in different states.)

Dearest Sister embroideried her part with redwork with a nursery rhyme theme.

I cut and pieced the nine-patches, and pieced all of it together, edged it, and quilted it.

I pieced by machine.

I quilted by hand. This is no crib quilt. It is of a suitable size for a junior bed, so will last Grandbebe for several years....hopefully.


The piecing was done by Christmas. The quilting was done by end of February? Mid-March? I can't remember, but before Grandbebe Girl arrived April 4th, of that I am sure.

It was interesting remembering all the nursery rhymes. And we remembered almost all of them. We had to look a couple of them up. Like Little Johnny Stout. Some nursery rhymes are truly bizarre!