On a Saturday Sparkle Jane said, “Mom, I want to make him a quilt.”
“Well,” I said, “There are these Pendleton shirts…”
The quilt was planned, sorted, cut, piecing started…
Tuesday night, Sparkle Jane was assembling. There was no fabric suitable for a back here and the quilt shops were all closed. While she kept stitching, I left for Joanns, two towns away. The store closes at 9pm. I got there about 8:15pm. She was going to have to trust me.
Find the fabric. Get the fabric. Head home.
The backing was pronounced, not just acceptable, but perfect! WHEW ...
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