The name came to me as I was hanging it up to begin tacking it… Dream Quilt. But I’m going to have to think about why. I can’t completely explain it yet, but I know it’s the right name. I keep seeing those images of the ballerinas and kittens fading in and out of the fabric surrounding them, like little portals to another world.
I got the quilt put together and all ready to be tacked.
Now, Jon and I are taking the afternoon off, we going to see The Irishmen…
