I set myself the task of binding 16 quilts by the end of January, which is tomorrow.
(Now where did that month go?)
All but one of these gems is destined to be given away through the Parkinson’s Comfort Project.
That 16th one is actually the first quilt I ever made for my Mom. The binding came off when it was washed and I promised my sister I’d put it back together again so she can have it.
Today, I’m down to three quilts.