The first quilt I made was for my son, Marc. He loved mice, ladybugs, and all small creatures.
I cringe when I think of all the things I didn’t know about quilting when I constructed this quilt on a dime. Instead of batting (I didn’t even know what batting was—but no matter, I wouldn’t have have been able to find the money to purchase it with anyway), I used two old sheets for the filler. The top was completely made from scrapes left over from clothing construction for myself and my son. The only purchase was the checkered fabric I found on sale at Weintraubs in Worcester. At the time, we were residing in our little “Cape Cod” house at 5 Granger Road, Westborough, Massachusetts.
Although the quilt has seen a lot of use over the years and is a little worse for wear, I wouldn’t part with it for the world.