To celebrate my good fortune of being a Guest Blogger once again over at Sew We Quilt/Stash Manicure, I have decided to give away my Picnic Quilt!
This vintage quilt was actually pieced from an antique quilt and newer fabrics. I purchased it as a quilt top/flimsy and it was one of my very first quilts that I machine-stippled. It has a bit of wear, but only because it was loved so much! This quilt measures 58x58-inches and is as soft as a quilt can be!
The back of the quilt has blue and white ticking, and a label that reads:
"I bought this quilt top in LaConner, WA while on a field trip with the Sew Whats. It was pieced in 1998 from old fabrics. I machine stippled in November 1999. Nan Slaughter, Redmond, WA."
The quilt label was sewn on by hand so it can be removed, if you want.
It looks great tossed over the back of an old chair or an old chest - or hanging on a wall...it's a happy quilt that will bring a smile to your face, if you win, of course!
Now...here's what you do...Head on over to Sew We Quilt/Stash Manicure and leave me a comment and then come back and leave me a comment here TELLING me you left me one over there! That's it!
No entries after 6:00 PST Sunday, March 27th, winner will be picked using Random Generator and announced Monday, March 28th. Contest open to everyone...even those of you in the UK and Aussieland! Just promise me if you win, you will give it a good home!
Being a quilter for over 30 years, I've learned one thing that's for sure (as my good friend Ops - short for Oprah - would say) and that's this: You can't go wrong if you buy too much! You will never be forced to have a "close enough" fabric in a quilt again! I've always said that I make 30-foot quilts - or put another way, quilts that look good from 30 feet away! One day I hope to make "inchers." In the meantime, as I struggle to make points match, I'm happily trying to cover every bed, sofa, and chair in my house with a quilt - that's normal, right?
We may live without poetry, music and art;
We may live without conscience and
live without heart;
We may live without friends;
we may live without books;
But civilized man cannot live without cooks.
He may live without books,
what is knowledge but grieving?
He may live without hope,
What is hope but deceiving?
He may live without love,
What is passion but pining?
But where is the man that can live without dining?
Owen Meredith...or as I like to call him....
The Earl of Sandwich