My mother was so proud of her 'darning sewing machine' in 1955, that she made several quilts, or quilted blankets. They were old blankets covered with fabric then seams run through it, but not in a pattern. After all, it was not a free motion machine, exactly. She was not one for intricate work. I cherished that blanket but it was nearly in threads when I lost my darling Chow Chow. I rolled her in it and duck taped it and lowered her to her final rest. Both loves together, forever. I think I'll do a postage stamp quilt for my final cover. Thanks for the lovely posts, GBU all. Ruth