Flannel Rag Quilt

I have always loved quilts. They fascinate me. All the different colors, textures, quilting square patterns...and then there is the actual quilting. There is a lot of time, energy, love, expertise and lots of money can be spent on this little hobby. I always promised myself that I would learn to quilt,. Time just got away from me, to many kids, work...life just seemed to get int he way. That was until we moved to WI and I had no life at all. Moving there was a really big change for us. Those six years taught us so many things. I' can't say it was all bad. We had a great church, lots of very caring friends and a wonderful neighborhood. But the winters are long and the nights Mark worked were even longer. Also at this time we were fostering sweet children who just needed a break. I think quilting became my therapy. If I was quilting I wasn't obsessing about what was going on in the court system or what I thought the parents should be doing....One day Mark and I took a little trip to Cedarburg, WI. We were about the only tourists walking the streets. We walked into this little old stone building and I fell in love with everything they had...even down to the quilting pins. We must have stayed in there for a couple of hours...God bless Mark's heart.

There was this little rag quilt hanging on the door. Nice, simple and flannel...I love flannel in quilts! I talked to the lady and she said if I could sew a straight line I could do it. This quilt has no batting and you stitch the seams on the outside, I know it sounds crazy. I really hadn't done much sewing after junior high and then a few things for the girls when they were little. So I jumped right in with both feet. I worked on it seems like forever. I had Ms Yvonne come over to help me figure out how to lay it out...the directions were just a little lacking (today when I look at the direction, I wonder how this quilt ever got made). We couldn't figure it out. Then Mark walked in the front door and we told him of our problem. He looked at it for about a minute and laid it out perfectly...oh how I love to hate that! Them once all the piecing and construction was finished, I had no idea how to put on the binding. My good friend, Joy's, mom quilts beautifully. I asked her to look at the quilt to she how I was supposed to bind it. With her help I was able to finish the entire quilt in less that a week. AWESOME! Now I was on a roll.

We still have this little quilt. We use it for changing babies, a table cloth for the round table when we eat outside and lots of time the little kids just use it to snuggle with. It will always be special because it was the first , the first of many.

If you like this quilt and would like the instructions...I'll share with you...just leave your email in the comment section.

I have always loved quilts. They fascinate me. All the different colors, textures, quilting square patterns...and then there is the actual quilting. There is a lot of time, energy, love, expertise and lots of money can be spent on this little hobby. I always promised myself that I would learn to quilt,. Time just got away from me, to many kids, work...life just seemed to get int he way. That was until we moved to WI and I had no life at all. Moving there was a really big change for us. Those six years taught us so many things. I' can't say it was all bad. We had a great church, lots of very caring friends and a wonderful neighborhood. But the winters are long and the nights Mark worked were even longer. Also at this time we were fostering sweet children who just needed a break. I think quilting became my therapy. If I was quilting I wasn't obsessing about what was going on in the court system or what I thought the parents should be doing....One day Mark and I took a little trip to Cedarburg, WI. We were about the only tourists walking the streets. We walked into this little old stone building and I fell in love with everything they had...even down to the quilting pins. We must have stayed in there for a couple of hours...God bless Mark's heart.

There was this little rag quilt hanging on the door. Nice, simple and flannel...I love flannel in quilts! I talked to the lady and she said if I could sew a straight line I could do it. This quilt has no batting and you stitch the seams on the outside, I know it sounds crazy. I really hadn't done much sewing after junior high and then a few things for the girls when they were little. So I jumped right in with both feet. I worked on it seems like forever. I had Ms Yvonne come over to help me figure out how to lay it out...the directions were just a little lacking (today when I look at the direction, I wonder how this quilt ever got made). We couldn't figure it out. Then Mark walked in the front door and we told him of our problem. He looked at it for about a minute and laid it out perfectly...oh how I love to hate that! Them once all the piecing and construction was finished, I had no idea how to put on the binding. My good friend, Joy's, mom quilts beautifully. I asked her to look at the quilt to she how I was supposed to bind it. With her help I was able to finish the entire quilt in less that a week. AWESOME! Now I was on a roll.

We still have this little quilt. We use it for changing babies, a table cloth for the round table when we eat outside and lots of time the little kids just use it to snuggle with. It will always be special because it was the first , the first of many.

If you like this quilt and would like the instructions...I'll share with you...just leave your email in the comment section.