I don't remember ever having a blanket on a bed...we always had quilts. My grandmother and my mother both quilted and I remember that my grandmother always had a large quilt frame in her dining room. When we went to her home on Thanksgiving and the big table was set up and the quilt frame no where to be seen, I couldn't believe it.
These two twin-size quilts were my favorite from my childhood. I could sit for hours looking at the embroidered designs on them. The fabrics in the nine patches were all from used clothing. I still have these quilts but they are just about thread-bare. They need to be washed, but I am afraid they would just fall apart. They might not be beautiful to anyone else, but they are precious to me.
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