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Heritage Quilts

I woke early this morning and slipped into the sewing room to work on Zoë's quilt. I'm still piecing it. I hope it turns out as wonderful as I envision it will be. It's design is Wild Thing and I've used materials with pinks and reds. It should look beautiful in her room...red gingham. And I'm hoping she will enjoy it for many years to come. There is a lot of love in it and I pray she'll consider herself covered with love each time she uses it.

My grandmother made a quilt for each of her 18 grandchildren. My mother is in the process of making quilts for each of her grandchildren. I am carrying on the heritage. My grandmother made tacked quilts and my grandfather helped her with the spreading and pinning of those huge layers of cloth and batting. My mother lap quilts mostly but she doesn't tack, she actually hand quilts. Each quilt is made with memory material...that's material she's used to make clothing for all of us over the years and is filled with memories. I'm making my first "Grandma Quilt" by piecing the entire top and then tacking. I want to give it to her before she moves into her youth bed and tacking is quicker and will hold the batting in place. I hope to go back and hand quilt the squares during visits with my sweet Heart Child.

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