This is the quilt that was hanging in the entrance when you came in. A variation on log cabin. It was all kinds of homes. It was a bit whimsical and I loved it.












Of course, after going to a wonderful quilt show it got me to thinking. About 9-10 years ago I made all three of my children quillos. Twin size quilts that fold into a pillow. They have loved them and taken them everywhere. The boys quilts are literally falling apart. They are to the point that there is no way to fix them. They were my beginning attempts to piece. I didn't quilt them, just pieced. Here is a picture of the boy's.

