A Quilt of Our Own

Each of our kids has received a quilt that was handmade by Jeff’s mum, Ann. Over the years, she and I have talked about how I’d like to eventually make one myself and how, for me, it’s all about the fabric.

I really love fabric. I grew up playing in my mom’s sewing room and I learned to appreciate the different colors, patterns and textures. I just honestly love to own fabric; it doesn’t even need to be made into anything. I simply enjoy seeing it sitting there, folded on the shelf. (Which is probably a good thing, since that's where most of my fabric stays.)

Anyway. Ann listened to my thoughts, how I didn’t like too fancy of a pattern and how I seemed mostly drawn to batiks. And then she secretly made this gorgeous quilt for us.

In a way, it's almost like a beautiful stack of fabric. And I love it.



She said that she wasn’t sure about matching the color of our walls, so she tried to include all the colors. She used 3 twin-sized kits from Quilted Strait. It's called Jungle Fever and uses Tonga Batiks. I found it here.

When I first saw the quilt, I really liked it. Every single day that I wake up underneath it, I love it even more. It’s damn near perfect. And I can guiltlessly move "Make Quilt" to the bottom of my To Do list, clearing space for activities like "Plant Orchard" and "Learn to Weld".