Whatever happens to those finished quilts?

I always wonder that when I read a quilt blog and they show their finished work of art.

I love it when they show me a picture of it on the bed, on the wall, or wherever it ends up living.

So with that in mind, I photographed the new home of my most recently finished quilt.

I decided it worked right on the edge of the living room sofa.



I folded it small enough so it's unobtrusive. You really don't see much of it from the frontal view.

It's easily retrieved for those chilly afternoons when I want to snuggle in front of FoodTV or watch taped episodes of old gardening shows. It also works well to cover a big basket of gardening magazines that I am tired of looking at, but I don't want to pack away because I still like to leaf through them now and then.

Or I may want to flop down here, get all snuggly, and look through one of the many old flower arranging books I purchased from an estate auction a few years back.

I bought about two dozen books on flower arranging from the 1960's as well as a huge box of old cookbooks from that auction.

I always think these auctions are so sad. Dumped out on the front lawn of the surviving heir were boxes full of things this woman once treasured. People (like me) were pawing through the boxes. To the inheriting heir this stuff was just junk they wanted to be rid of.

I'd like to think the lady would be happy that someone like me is still caring for and enjoying her treasures.