It's getting chilly here! Time to pull out the warm blankets and quilts to snuggle under. I've wanted to share this one for a long time; it's my very favorite fall quilt. It looks really contemporary doesn't it? Well, it was actually made over fifty years ago by a farmer's wife, who was by then, already well into her eighties. The story behind it is rather sweet, and goes like this: On becoming a widow, she missed her husband so much, that she gathered up all his worn overalls and tweedy suits and turned them into a quilt.
The finished effect is strong and handsome, like I imagine the farmer must have been. And I can only guess about the countless hours the widow must have spent cutting and stitching, lost in the memories of her long life, intent on her task (probably happily so), as she slowly worked on what may have been her final project. Her last tribute. And all the while, remembering the man she'd spent a lifetime caring for. When I look at it, I think about those things and the comfort it must have brought her as she wrapped herself in it during those final solitary days of her life, so very long ago.
This quilt is really heavy due to the denim and the wool, and needed no lining. It's simply backed with cotton homespun, which is such a perfect choice and compliments it beautifully I think. This is the kind of quilt you want to sit under on a crisp afternoon hayride or cozy-up with in a rustic cabin. When I purchased it from a dealer, over ten years ago now, I took it home and immediately hung it on the wall in my studio as "folk art". It hung there for several years until we moved, and now I keep it safely tucked away to keep the moths from finding it.
I do so love the colors; pumpkin, caramel, smokey grays and chocolate browns--with shades of blue; how they blend so beautifully. Who knew that this unlikely combination of textiles could produce such a charming effect. Those denim strips are laid down so expertly over the seams like a lattice crust. I think that's so brilliant. (And has me thinking about apples again. Specifically, baked in a pie. Yum!)