Frank's wool quilt - part two of two

Uncle Frank returns to Ireland tomorrow.  Deadlines help me, and indeed I took the last patchy stitches last night, and a quick photo early this morning while the teens were around to hold the quilt!

This was such a satisfying project.   Fun to work with my niece Alyssa on it, nice to think of Grandma Mary Lou the whole time.

The beautiful yarn we picked out turned out to be too thick, so I used some trusty sashiko thread:

This most random patch is from the sleeve of Grandma ML's soft old bathrobe:

We used Quilters Dream Wool batting - wonderful batt and it was so warm in my lap as I tacked back the binding.  We included a wide strip of polka dots on the back, as a nod to the quilt's original 70's backing:

(Many many years from now...... will a future grand daughter and great grand daughter patch up a quilt I have made for Tommy?  What a lovely thought....... )

Frank's wool utility quilt - part one of two

My Uncle Frank arrived from Ireland for a two weeks' visit and brought this old woolen utility quilt - to see if it could be fixed up.  Challenge accepted! 

This is a utility quilt made for him by his Mom, my Grandma Mary Lou, who taught me to quilt.   We think she made it in the 1970's.  She made it from family clothing, so it holds a lot of meaning and comfort for Frank.  He can point to his sister's (my Mom) jackets, his mod plaid pants from the sixties, etc. etc.

Some of the fabric is really deteriorating, but the quilt has held up remarkably well considering it is used outdoors, had never been washed, and had plenty of dirt and dog hair on it and I dare say in it.

 My brother and his family came up from North Carolina for Thanksgiving and so my niece Alyssa and I started to work, removing the binding, which took no time at all.

And removing the black yarn ties...

Inside was this wool batt, covered in a loose woven fabric that looked like cheesecloth:

So interesting to see how Grandma had foundation pieced it:

 And for some reason, Grandma embedded her Uncle Randall's WWII dog tag inside the quilt.  Alyssa and I couldn't find it, but Frank knew it was there, and once he located it, we decided to cut it out and have a look.

Ties out, and ready to gently wash and dry:

We shopped for new backing and batting, and a couple of woolens for patches, and then it was time to cut and pin some patches 

A little machine blanket stitch on Alyssa's "new" machine:

 The next morning, goodbyes but not before a quick family pic in the rain:

left to right:   niece Alyssa in front, me, sis in law Janette, cousin Dana, niece Megan, sonTommy, Uncle Frank, brother David 

Yesterday I picked up where Alyssa left off, and finished patching up the top.  Gave the top another good wash and dry.

The stained-glass beauty of a backlit top.... a wabi sabi quilt if ever there was one:

Stay tuned as I attempt to sandwich, tie, and bind this before Frank returns to Ireland!  Today I stayed home from church which I hate to do, but I have a terrible cold and have lost my voice, and just need the rest I think.  Listening to some good Sabbath music, thinking fond thoughts of my dear Mom who passed away this time of year 16 years ago, and of Grandma Mary Lou who passed away two years ago and whose quilting legacy lives on in the sweet young hands of Alyssa....

Life is so good.

xxo
Cynthia