A dear cousin gave me a vintage quilt top. The vibrant colors were bright, so bright that it hurt my eyes. What to do? It's been sitting in a box for severaaaalllll years now.
On a recent car trip I tore up the quilt with a new, sharp seam ripper. (I love those Clover gizmos!)
Separated, the quilt blocks naturally fell into two piles. One pile was shades of blue, green, and turquoise, and the other was pinks and browns. Who knew that a quilt top from the 1960s would give up a fabulous, current, color combination?!
There are enough blocks to make two baby blankets. And luckily my cousin has two grandbabies in her life!