We bought a new sofa set in May this year, after years of
looking for one we liked as well as the one we’d worn out. To keep them from
wearing out too quickly, I’ve draped both new sofas with a couple of older quilts. One
of these is among the first quilts I ever made, from Eleanor Burns’ 2003 book Underground
Railroad Sampler. It was probably a mistake to put that quilt where I have to pass
it several times a day. All I can see is the mistakes I made: the points that
got swallowed, the corners that don’t meet, the fabric I shouldn’t have used
for sashing, binding or back. I can’t fix what’s wrong with that quilt, but I
can make a newer, better one. I have lots more Civil War-era reproduction scraps to play with, a far superior sewing machine, and seventeen years more experience than I had when
I made the first one.
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