You might look at the picture today and wonder why in the world I would post a photograph of such a tattered quilt. It is just a story that I want to share.
My youngest son is now 25 years old, when he was 12 years old he was a very avid soccer player. He played soccer 24 hours a day, I think he even dreamt about soccer. I found this really wonderful yellow soccerball fleece at the fabric store and decided that I would use it to back a quilt for him.
When you look at the top, you can see how well it was used. It is almost completely shredded, that’s what 12 years of constant use does to a quilt. I since then have made him two or three to replace this quilt, I even found a orange soccerball fleece to put on the back of a couple of them.
Last week my son stopped over to wash his quilts, we have a large washing machine and dryer that is suitable for washing quilts. He stopped when I had left to go to the quilt shop, much to my surprise when I arrived home to find the washer and dryer running. I was so moved when I pulled this tattered quilt out of the dryer, he still uses this quilt every day on his bed. Even though I have replaced it, he still loves it. It just made my day as I folded up the tattered quilt for him, there is really no way to repair it but just the fact that he uses it just warms my heart.
Maybe part of that 12-year-old child is still there, he now is a bodybuilder and definitely over 6 feet tall. I love the process of quilt making, but I also love to see my quilts being used and loved.
The sun is shining brightly today, temperatures are supposed to be in the 50s, temperatures are going to be in the 70s next week. I am patiently waiting for my tulips to bloom.