Brings back pleasant memories when I was young. My Grandma would make me utility quilts and she would apply a wide silk binding to them. My mother would then wash the quilt weekly and as they hung out to dry I would tug on one corner to release the hold of the clothes pin, twirl myself up into the quilt, use one hand to rub the border between my fingers, use the opposite hand to suck my thumb, and stand there four hours in bliss smelling the air dried blanket. Somewhat similar to the Frebreeze commercials you see on TV today. LOL