I had some business to take care of, search concerning my mother yesterday, and had to go to Honeybrook to do it. When I am in antique country, I can’t resist going to a couple of the shops that are close by. I came back home with a couple of things that appealed to me. One of them was this 19th century quilt. It was folded up, sitting on a table. At first I didn’t look at it, and moved on to another booth, but it kept calling my name, so I went back to take a look.
I opened it up. I loved all the blue calicos, and they were in good shape for a quilt this old. It was sewn in a very naive’ way, and I found that to be so appealing. Then I saw the flaws. Some tears exposing the inside stuffing. It was filled with cotton seed batting. Then I thought, how perfect it was for doll makers. All that cotton seed batting and pieces of early blue and red calicos, lots of homespuns too.
I loved that it had all those little ties made of wool, and the fact that it was all hand sewn. I know it’s so imperfect, but I bought it anyway. I just couldn’t leave it there. Not with all that cotton seed batting and blue and red calicos!! All those early fabric pieces were too much to resist! I have such a weakness for early fabric!
I had one more stop before heading home, the Rusty Gate. I found this 18th century pewter bowl there. Yes, I know, it’s really bent, but all the bumps and bends didn’t bother me, it just adds to it’s charm. It’s fun thinking about where is has been over the last 200 years, and how it got so bent. I bought itl too, and I’ll put it in my store, along with the quilt, and they’ll pass on, and so on and so on. Now it was time to head home. I was glad I bought them.