My grandma Mabel made quilts for all her children and for all of her grandchildren. She had eleven children, so that adds up to a lot of quilts. I remember picking out my quilt as a young girl. It was black with geometric shapes. Unfortunately, it was destroyed when my parents' house burned down in 1991. My parents gave me this quilt in 2005. I love it. Not only do I love that I have something handmade by my grandma, I love the (now vintage) fabrics she used. I wish I knew what year she made this quilt. I also wish I had been of an age that I was interested in learning this art from her, as well as tatting, which she also did beautifully. Here's to the skills of our grandmas!