How this post has not happened til now I don't really know - as I've spent many a winter evening of late snuggled under this lovely quilt.
Those who know me or have read my blog for a while would know (as I have said on many occasions), that I don't quilt.
I am, however, lucky enough to have a lovely friend who does.
She noticed once the size of the 'scraps' I was donating to kinder and I realised that what is a scrap to a garment maker is more than enough for a quilter to work with.
So I started keeping scraps and giving them to her to look at to see if there was any treasure amongst my trash.
At Christmas, she presented me with this amazing quilt, made with many of my scraps and with her own special pieces added in.
She has that gift of colour combination.
She just gets it right when it comes to colour - things that I would never think to try she just does; it's inherent, I don't believe it can be learned, at least not in the intrinsic way she can do this.
It's quilted with a combination of hand and machine stitching and as a fellow 'hand-maker ' I know it has been made with time, care, consideration and love as a reflection on our friendship.
Every time I look at it, it reminds me of so many things; the many different garments that each scrap represents, the enjoyment I get from seeing hand-skills so well executed and of course the wonderful friendship I enjoy with my very dear friend, who was introduced to me through a mutual love of sewing.
A belated but ever so sincere, thank you for caring enough to make this for me.