I am a quilting fool. Or is it just a fool? I don't remember. I can never get that one straight.
I made this quilt for a co-worker's grandson. This co-worker is also my source of all things awesome. She also has a love for junk furniture and antiques.
"Hey, I love this buffet." "I have one of those you can have for free in my garage." (See it here.)
"Nate and I are looking for some barn wood to build a table." "I've got a whole garage full of it. How much do you need? "
And she won't let me pay her. So I asked if I could make her grandson a quilt for his 1st birthday. Nate is also going to photograph her grandchildren. Still not a fair deal on her end but I at least feel a little better about the situation.
Enough chatty mcchattersoning, here's the quilt!
I wanted to make this one a little larger than some I have made in the past. It turned out much larger. That's not all bad.
I took these photos on a dark and rainy morning. Ike was still sleepy. Probably because he was up at 4:45am. He was claiming that he was "too cold" and needed to sleep in the bed. He's not a furry dog, sleeping in a 70 degree house with 2 blankets and a pillow. Nope. He's lucky he's cute.
I picked a dot chevron on the back. It looked nice and boy like. Or something.
I am now working on a different type of quilt for my college roomie's triplets. I promised the quilts before they get to college. I'd better get to moving...