Ever wonder what to do with old dress shirts that seem too good to throw away, but not good enough to sell for $1 with a pit stain?
Not just any quilt. One with history. One that reminds you of the market place in Cambodia where you spotted a striped shirt or that plaid shirt that takes you back to ole seminary days or the interview in Ohio when you forgot the hung items at home so bought a blue dress shirt, and on go the memories….
Wrap yourself up in nostalgia, if you will.
I had in mind several uses for the quilt. But it seems to have been hijacked by a certain 2 year old, who just insists on sleeping with the “blanket you made just for me, mama” 🙂 Guess we’ll just have to clean out the closet again…