The loooong awaited big day is tomorrow so I'm showing off the project which
took over the living room and left DH and me bruised and bleeding.
Number One Granddaughter met and became engaged to a young man from
California (we won't hold that against him) last summer.
Mother of the Bride has been in a fluff ever since. At last tomorrow is the wedding.
As Grandma, I took it upon myself to make her a quilt for the occasion.
I was able to find fabric in the specified colors with sunflowers, the bride's choice.
It's not a work of art--as in pieced and hand stitched. But it's tied at the corner of
every square of the fabric pattern. And it's large.
DH helped me set it up in the living room and it seemed to stretch off into infinity.
When he saw he wasn't getting to his favorite lounge chair until the quilt
came off the frames my Dear Hubby took up a needle and yarn
and helped me tie, and tie, and tie.
I used a thimble and a piece of an old rubber glove to protect my fingers.
DH used his favorite needle-nose pliers.
In just a few days we got it down to the last row.
It took us quite a while to clip between all the knots.
Not long after that I finished the edges. There will be a big reveal this evening since it
will be part of the reception decorations. I doubt the bride will have time to read blogs
so I'm showing it off a little early.
Family and friends are gathering to celebrate. It's getting pretty crazy and fun at the
same time. We're happy for them and excited to welcome the groom to the clan.
He's the young man who will probably be the father of my first great grandchild.
I'm trying not to think about what that will make ME.