One of my favorite farmers asked me if I wanted a stack of old quilts they unearthed in a barn on their property, I was warned they were pretty disgusting and they were. Moldy, damp and reeking.
But, you know me, I always believe there is something worth saving, specially if its an old textile.
I am working my way through the pile. All from the turn of the century. The top one was relatively easy to take apart.
Managed to remove the primitive homespun or Alamance type backing, but there is still a lot of raw cotton batting sticking to it...even though I have washed the cloth.
The tweed squares are very interesting, since the original patches were about 12" I had hoped to make a small sample stack, alas, even I gave up...
specially when it was obvious that some small rodents had taken up residence at some point.
OK, on to the next one, just as damp and smelly. I am still having trouble with the old batting and might try shaving it. I have rescued the grey and lilac striped backing.
Two down, four more to go. At least the weather is with me and I can work outside.
Sigh.... these working men's quilts have been very handsome in their day.