I found this little treasure at our local Hospice Opshop. It’s about the size of a pillow case, all hand pieced
I had to bring that home didn’t I?
A little bit of crosshatching on my trusty Pfaff and this is what it looks like now.
Perfect sized wee quilt to pop on top of my foot stool.
I guess by now you will have figured I have a bit of a love affair going with hexagons. Probably because I know from my own feeble attempts that they absorb a lot of stitching time.They speak to me of the past.