My niece is getting married next week and I offered her one of my wall hangings for a wedding gift. She was happy to accept and she and her fiance came over to select the one they wanted.
They looked over the selections and really liked all the colors that were in the pieces. What struck me the most, however, was that her fiance kept running his hands over the quilts.
Every quilt turned or moved had that extra smoothing gesture, that touching of the fabric, that petting of the quilt.
He said he’d never seen anything like them and just loved the softness.
Quilting does that.