The Quilt…

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I am in the final stretch of hand stitching this queen sized bed quilt.  (Of course, Dexter just has to be in the middle of EVERYTHING that goes on around here!  I think he may need his own Facebook page!)  It has taken a REALLY long time, I was living in my townhouse when I began this quilt and I moved from that house in 1999, so I am guessing this quilt has been a work in progress since maybe 1994 or 1995.  I only work on it during the cold months because it's just to hot to quilt in the summer.  It just isn't done.  Not by anyone from the old school quilters that I know.

I have no idea how many tiny stitches are in this quilt.  What I do know that in spite of my best intentions to keep it clean, it is filthy, and I can't wait to finish it so I can wash it.  Once the stitching is finished, I have to trim all of the edges so that they are even (right now the uneven raw edges with the batting sandwiched in the middle are folded and secured with safety pins so they don't get frayed — lesson learned from other making quilts).  Then I have to sew on the binding — machine stitched on one side and then hand stitched on the other side in such a way that you can't see the stitching (not sure what that type of stitching is called).  The final step is to wash the quilt and then I'll be finished!

Here are two other quilts that I've made (and hand quilted):

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This quilt is near and dear to my heart.  My Granny Meadows helped me with this one, a modified Dresden Plate quilt.

Here is my very first quilt, a log cabin quilt:

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A couple of things that make this quilt so "special:"

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The culprit (who was teething at the time):

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Baby Daisy.  Also, I can't talk about learning all of the ins and outs of quilting without mentioning my dear friend, Pat, who taught me so much about the art.  Thanks, Pat!

I'll post final photos of the white on white quilt when it's finally finished, and it will be before May 1st.

I'm sure I'll make another quilt at some point in the future.  It is so cathartic to sit in front of the television on a cold winter's night making tiny little stitches.

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