Several years ago, our little country church had a group of ladies that met every Wednesday and they would quilt and quilt to earn a little money for their benevolences. I have heard them talk about putting the quilt into the frames and taking it off. Their quilts were neatly rolled up after each meeting and stood on the ends at the corner of the classroom. All those tiny, tiny stitches that they made. Wonder how many miles of thread they went through.