It seems that my re-made-with-love repairs didn’t stand the test of time. So 5 years later I set out once again on the path of quilt restoration.
It’s definitely not a task for the faint at heart or those that don’t possess a fair amount of persistence and patience. The ripping out of my repairs (all the fancy stitching I had done on seam edges) took a long time.
Once that was done I then, once again, found exactly the pieces of fabric I needed. I used the entire scrap of burgundy and there is a miniscule amount of red left. I once again tea died the white to match the very well used white. I then remade the blocks (which was the easy part) and then put them back into place (that was the hard part).
I am super pumped with how the end product looks. Is it perfect? Absolutely not. But my mother will be so happy to have it back on her bed.
The change from her own home to a nursing home has been, as it is for most seniors, a challenge. This little piece of her history should adorn her bed there. And the good news, because it’s now a twin bed, the edges that have the most wear and were replaced will now hang down and see less stress.
I will be returning it to her tomorrow on the occasion of her 95th birthday. There will be cake and a few special people in attendance. She tires easily and so we have to keep it low key but still we need to let her know how special she is. I wrote a post 7 years ago that pays tribute to her, it’s called More than DNA.
Live well & laugh often
drink rye & sneak peaks at cards
that about sums up my mother