Many moons ago I use to be obsessed with knitting. I loved to spend time buying lovely wools, yarns and I would even spin some of my own. I was HARDCORE into yarn. A few times I was tempted by fabrics but I turned my back and went back to my wool. I outright refused to sew. Well that’s not true there was that time that I had to sew 30 smocks for work but that wasn’t really sewing. AND I used Walmart fabric that was $2.99/metre. So that doesn’t count.
Upon finding out I was pregnant with my first child and being underemployed I discovered this urge in me to make a quilt for the baby. So I went to my local quilting store to take a look. I had no clue what I was getting into. No clue. I was still under the impression that the actual quilting was a waste of time and ridiculous. Boy was I foolish! So long story short I walked in, fell in love with a quilt for me (not the baby), signed up for a class, bought a new sewing machine and started to hoard fabric.
Then I found fabrics online that made my heart happy. And that is when I found out that I was in trouble.
Deep, deep, deep trouble.
This is the quilt that started it all. This is the quilt that I grab first to curl up under on the couch. This is the quilt that my children play with almost daily. This is the quilt that helped me find my passion. For this quilt I am most thankful.