My grandmother was a quilter. Not like your grandmother was a quilter. No. I've seen your grandma's quilts and they are nothing like my grandmother's quilts. Not even close.
I've watched many quilts form on her dining room table and, luckily, thanks to osmosis I've figured out enough to baste a quilt together for Paloma. But that's maybe as far as I feel comfortable going, because, really, I have no idea what I'm doing.
I wish she was here to guide me.

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