Recently he turned 50. And when his mother asked if he wanted anything special for his birthday he said yes... he'd like one of her quilts.


Daunce is a term I'd not heard before. If you look it up it means ill, but to her (and her Mother who used to say it) it means dizzy, crazy like... a version of Spring fever.
The colors are mostly pastel spring-like, but with shots of darker richer tones. And the blocks are all mixed up... curves, triangles and squares, all set in here and there. Hand pieced and hand quilted.
It's truly lovely. DH calls it her masterpiece. And we are honored to be the caretakers of it.
4 comments:
Wow! Hand pieced and hand quilted--that is amazing! That is a treasure.
I love the story of how you met Jeff. The quilt ia wonderful and you are so fortunate to have such an heirloom.
That's a fantastic quilt! I love the name.
Beautiful! I have one quilt made by each of my Grandmother's - quilts are such great heirlooms.
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