A Perfect Ending

What did I do

this week while self quarantined?

Can you believe it was something 

that I've wanted to do

for the past 33 years!?!

Really?

Do you remember 

my last post and my story

about this quilt?

Broken Star

83" x 93"

1987

You'll remember

the one thing I was thinking

about fixing.

The binding was so 

worn and faded after

all of washing abuse 

 the quilt had gone through.

The main reason I had

continually avoided the situation 

was that I really didn't know 

what to do. 

If I changed the fabric

I changed the provenance of a 

documented quilt.

If I didn't do something,

every time I looked at the quilt

it made me sad.

But I've learned that 

sometimes it takes someone else's
thoughts or visions

to see a possible positive solution.

My oldest daughter was recently visiting
and suggested

I should simply turn the binding fabric

inside out. 

Duh?

Could it be that easy?

Why yes, especially 

with the fabric being a solid.

It had never occurred to me! 

 Jack and I

got the  binding off in record time.

The binding looked so awful.

I soaked that devilish binding once

more for good luck, narrowed 

the width, obviously I use to 

cut it very wide,  and

pressed the inside to the outside.

It was like adding a new fabric, 

but not!

The color was the original color and

the binding was sewn on with

a lot more finesse and skill

than I had 33 years ago!

Putting in that last stitch

felt so liberating and made a sweet

ending to this story.

Lesson learned:  Never say never.
There's always a solution.

Until Next Time-

Kyle