Over the summer my oldest nephew got married. This is the nephew that got me started on quilting. I’d always wanted to quilt, having grown up sewing. But I was in my early twenties and felt embarrassed to start. When my (eventual) sister in law announced that she was pregnant, though, I took it as an opportunity. Nobody could fault me for making a baby quilt! So I got my Mom’s old machine tuned up, lugged it on public transit to the closest quilt store, and learned how to make a quilt over a weekend. The rest, as the cliche goes, is history.

(Side bar, I thought I’d posted already about my very first quilt, the one in question, but look for that in the next post.)

So when J announced his wedding date to his lovely C I knew, of course that I would make them a quilt. Now they are young, with a fashion and lifestyle that doesn’t exactly scream quilt lovers. After some consultation with his sister, our niece, it was decided that something with black would be more appreciated. As I was binding said quilt I thought back to my very first quilt for him. It was a yellow and white Irish Chain quilt with a pale grey background. Sweet and simple, perfect for a baby and perfect for a beginner. I thought it would be nice to reference the quilt somehow. Sure enough, after a dig through my grey scraps - the only colour that survived a scrap purge last year - I found one small scrap from his baby quilt. Yes, 25 years later. Cut to width it was only enough for about. 4” piece. Luckily, it fit absolutely perfectly on this one spot on the quilt.

Now I doubt a couple of young lovers care much about a detail like this, but I do appreciate the full circle moment. You probably do too.