This was probably the third quilt I made. There was no pattern, just a block to use.
I said it looks like dinosaur foot prints to my middle son.
He thought so too and wanted me to use it.
He would have been about 7 or 8, and in love with dinosaurs.
Of the three boys, he was the one who actually got involved with quilts and even tried sewing himself way back when.
Check out the hand quilting. I really did that so long ago. I made a few more with hand quilting. It took forever and I didn't find it soothing or relaxing. Once I started sending them off to be machine quilted, I never looked back.
For years my mom would say, "you should be hand quilting that"
But, Mom, I don't enjoy it.
"well you could tie it then."
Oh please, Mom!
I never liked sleeping under grandma's bumpy, yarn tied quilts.
I don't really like tied quilts.
I think that after nearly 20 years of this same conversation, she has finally given up trying to get me to hand quilt anything. Now she just whimpers when I say a quilt is off to the quilters.
This was a quilt made to be used, and it was. It's age is starting to show.
I am not sure this is worth fixing. There are many areas of wear on it.
For now it will just stay in his closet.