I’ve stolen some time that I should have spent doing other things to work on another quilt project. This is the other quilt we have that Ian’s mom made: The center panel is printed to look quilted, and it’s torn. The edges are pieced from old jeans and some shirts, I think. But it’s definitely related to the other one I repaired recently. Figuring out what to do with the center panel has been a challenge. I didn’t want to take it out since nothing about this quilt is truly square; removing the center would structurally damage the whole. But …

Sometimes the worn things can be patched up and brought back to life. This quilt was made by Ian’s mom, out of old clothes, jeans and shirts circa 1970. But by the time I met it, it’s backing had torn and it had been boxed up as something laced with memories but too much on it’s last leg to stand regular use. When I took it to the fabric store to find coordinating fabric to be the new backing (a challenge given the nearly forty years of shifting definitions of “fashionable”), it still smelled like the cedar chest. I felt …