It was a quilt-filled weekend in Vermont. I (and apparently alot of other, tote-bag carrying, fabric-buying, quilt-ooo!-ing women) headed to the Shelburne Museum after the quilt festival.
(Fabulous museum by the way… 30 or 40 buildings stuffed with a mish-mash of fine art, craft, folk-art, historic furnishings and whatever else the founder had an eye for collecting with a few gardens in between and a cafe with food that was actually worth the price)
But, all that aside, I started at the quilt exhibit. Most of the quilts are in these huge hinged display cases that turn like the pages of a giant book
Someone was going to use up every last scrap in her basket. In my head, this one is titled “Waste not, want not”
And the other end of the quilting spectrum, look at that hand quilting. The whole quilt has the cross hatching, plus (I think) 4 of those wreaths and a feather border.
To be continued…