“Winter” Ellen’s Quilt

I’m calling it Winter.  The name didn’t come to me till I finished tacking it.

Not knowing its name, I hung the quilt on my wall and laid on the floor in front of it.  I emptied my mind and the first word that came to me was Winter.

It’s just right, now that I think about it.

Ellen, who I made the quilt for, loves the coziness of winter.  Snow days, under a quilt, in front of the fire.

It was easy to make this time of year.