Purple and Teal
Definitely not my favorite colors!
Digging through that box as noted yesterday, I found a panel along with some four patches and some strips and lengths of fabric from my mother’s quilting days.
Somehow on social media, I had connected with one of my parent’s neighbor. She grew up next to my parents who treated her with the same dignity and interest as their own grandchildren. She had fetal alcohol syndrome and life was not easy for her.
One day, Mom needed some help in working on a particular quilt. She asked the girl–a teenager at the time to assist her. After some time, the quilt was finished and Mom gave it to the girl.
She treasured that quilt but lost in a house fire.
She is now married with children of her own.
I thought I might give her this quilt—made from Mom’s fabrics, panel, and some of her patchwork.
and the back
I hope she will like it; it will travel to Wisconsin on our next trip hopefully in a couple of weeks.