As I mentioned in my first blog post, Humble Beginnings, I am a 6th generation quilter, but I'm not here to talk about my quilting background this time around. Being surrounded by quilters means that I grew up sewing and made my first quilt early, but more importantly that means I was surrounded by quilts. Tons and tons of beautiful, soft, warm, comfortable quilts. What is to be done with all those quilts you ask? Well make blanket forts of course.
So what do you need to build a blanket fort? Well something sturdy like chairs, a table, or maybe the couch. Then you need quilts. Regular blankets can be used but quilts are preferred because you add to the wonderful history that quilts hold. You may also need something heavy to hold down the sides of your blankets. Once you have gathered all your materials construction can begin. The first rule of blanket fort construction is, ok let's not kid ourselves, there are not rules except to have fun.
So I don't really intend to have a whole post about blanket forts and to go into the ins and outs of blanket fort construction. This post is really about the rich history, and wonderful memories quilts hold when they are used, loved, and ultimately passed down through the generations. I'm going to take this opportunity to highlight a couple of quilts that are now mine that were made by my grandmother.
My grandparents are still alive, which makes me very lucky, but when they moved out of their house into a small apartment they distributed most of the quilts my grandmother made to their children and grandchildren. It was all done in a very fair way. Each child got to pick two quilts starting with the oldest first, then each grandchild got to pick one, again starting with the oldest. Everyone was pretty respectful of others favorites (as I type I am actually using mine), which is pictured below.
This quilt has been in my life as long as I can remember, and is possibly as old as me if not older. It was made circa 1980's and covered the bed in my grandparent's basement that I used to sleep in. The quilt is made up of scrappy spool blocks and a scrappy boarder and binding. It was machine pieced and quilted by my grandmother. This quilt was used in many childhood adventures. It is one of those quilts where you can't pinpoint one specific memory, but a whole lifetime of memories where it was always there.
The next quilt is a lap quilt that was made from a Stack 'n Whack pattern. I remember my grandmother telling me that she always wanted to do a tumbling block quilt, but did not want to have to bother with nested seams so when she ran across this tumbling block pattern in a Stack 'n Whack book that didn't require nested seams she had to do it. The machine piecing was done by my grandmother and the quilting was done at Peddler's Wagon on a longarm machine. This quilt, or similarly sized ones, could be found on every chair around my grandparent's house.
So do you have any family quilts? Or memories surrounding a quilt you own (or have gifted to someone else)? I would love to hear about them.