A box arrived from Massachusetts to my door step in Oregon this week.
Inside was a quilt made by my great grandmother.
Tattered and torn...a 'cutter quilt' one would call it today.
All hand pieced and tied.
It's a beautiful sunny day near Mt. Hood where i live.
I draped the quilt over the back railing to take some photos, documenting it forever.
Should i cut it up? Should i try to mend it?
I really don't like the idea of mending it with 'look-a-like' fabrics from today.
If i do mend it...i'll do what i can...and that will have to do.
Or...cut it up into some fun items to share.
It's pretty rough...i suppose that means it was well loved.
Look how nicely all the squares match up...
well, the ones that aren't torn. lol