Beautiful Windmills, 1930s; lovely, fine quilting.
Tried hard to win, but lost to the antique dealer.
What follows is a guest post by one of my readers. I think of it as a cautionary tale about what wonders can be lost without a bit of research into the proper care of antiques. She had the good luck and good sense to help rescue an amazing and amazingly mistreated quilt collection. I am grateful to her for the time she has taken to share her story here. (The photos were taken when the quilts were on display, before the "disaster".)
After reading this sad tale, I hope you'll join me in thanking her for giving it the happiest ending possible.
