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First Quilts

As I was reading around blogland this morning I came across Judy's from Patchwork Times about first quilts and I knew I had to join in on this fun. My first quilt was a lap log cabin, along with my next 10 or more quilts. I learned to quilt from a friend that worked at a cross-stitch with me while living in New Hampshire, jeeze louise whatelse is there to do when there's a ton of s-stuff on the ground and it's wicket cold outside. What my friend taught me was, yep, you guessed it, the log cabin block, gotta say I got good at flipping those suckers around to come up with the almost unlimited ways they go together. So here it is...the well used and very loved first quilt. The binding is becoming frayed, there'a hole in one corner that Zele did while a puppy but all of that is okay because like I said it's still very loved.

Tell me about your first quilt, do ya use it, love it or did ya give it away...drop me aline and tell me about your first quilt.
Happy Quilting


  1. My first quilt was a real crazy quilt -- but not because it was a log cabin but becuse of I lack of knowledge of quilting,,, I did it as a foundation quilt... and I used fleese... really I kid you not... I broke a ton of needles and bound it all wonkie but Though I made it for my husband my son loves it and sleeps with it every night. I think I have come a long way in 7 be the judge Kelly :-)

  2. My first quilt was made from a big piece of upholstery fabric and a queensize bed sheet! You inspired me to blog about it today, Kelly, thanks!

  3. My first quilt was a baby quilt with the state of Texas appliqued in squares. That quilt is now in college. It was rather large.


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