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The Chimney Corner by Joseph Clark via WikiGallery.org<\/p><\/div>\n
These lyrics from a traditional song called “Patchwork” are among the gems tucked in The Romance of the Patchwork Quilt<\/em> by Carrie A. Hall and Rose Good Kretsinger. Originally published in 1935, this oldie but goodie is the kind of book that sentimental quilters covet.<\/p>\n It’s neither glossy nor glitzy. It doesn’t knock your socks off with colorful photo spreads<\/u><\/a> or tutorials. What it holds are sweet scraps of history.<\/p>\n Some woman sewed these points and squares Peppered with tidbits of poetry and prose, the book features hundreds of black and white images of full quilts and patches with the name of each pattern, making it a handy guide for modern quilters seeking to identify the patterns of an antique quilt.<\/p>\n “Over a period of years, Mrs. Hall has accumulated a collection of more than 1,000 quilt patches, both antique and modern, showing practically every design and motif of design ever created in America,” the book’s jacket reads. “This collection, which she has entrusted to the Thayer Museum of the University of Kansas, formed the inspiration for her book.”<\/p>\n Who knows? You might even discover a spark of design inspiration from yesteryear.<\/p>\n Although it’s out of print today, you can still pick up a used copy of The Romance of the Patchwork Quilt <\/em>from many an online bookseller for under $10.<\/p>\n The sun has such a pretty quilt, Photo by Anna via Wikimedia Commons<\/p><\/div>\n \t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Grannie sits in her oaken chair, Firelight flits o’er her silvery hair, The silent children around her sit, As she pieces her patchwork coverlet \u2026 These lyrics from a traditional song called “Patchwork” are among the gems tucked in The … Continue reading ![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/51p7H2oCcyL__SX345_BO1204203200_.jpg\")
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\nInto a pattern like life’s cares.
\nHere is a velvet that was strong,
\nThe poplin that she wore so long,
\nA fragment from her daughter’s dress,
\nLike her, a vanished loveliness;
\nOld patches of such things as these,
\nOld garments and old memories.
\n– Douglas Malloch<\/p>\n
\nEach night he goes to bed,
\nIt’s made of lavender and gold,
\nWith great long stripes of red.
\nAnd bordered by the softest tints
\nOf all the shades of gray,
\nIt’s put together by the sky,
\nAnd quilted by the day.
\n– Laura Coates Reed<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.raisingjane.org\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/12\/450px-Starting_to_sew_a_quilt.jpg\")