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Posted by Roberta Zollner on February 18, 2007, 8:48 am
Isn't it like having a baby? You go to sleep exhausted and wake up the next
morning in love.
Roberta in D
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> I'm just back from the laundromat. With 2 newly cleaned and finished
> quilts.
> One is a crib sized quilt in civil war fabrics. It is destined for
> David's
> nephew and wife. The other is a seven year in the making, king-sized
> monster. I was afraid the monster would never be finished. I started it
> for
> the guest room bed, but it is now more likely to either hang on the wall
> or
> be stored away, depending on whether I can stand to see it and whether the
> bad piecing is worthy of any one else seeing it.
> Maureen
>
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> quilts.
> One is a crib sized quilt in civil war fabrics. It is destined for
> David's
> nephew and wife. The other is a seven year in the making, king-sized
> monster. I was afraid the monster would never be finished. I started it
> for
> the guest room bed, but it is now more likely to either hang on the wall
> or
> be stored away, depending on whether I can stand to see it and whether the
> bad piecing is worthy of any one else seeing it.
> Maureen
>