Carl's Quilt ~ But First, We Have Coffee

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Our friend, Carl, bought himself a king size bed. It could be because he is a king size guy. He needed a king size quilt! I think I even heard him say so much under his breath.

U. Carl — My “brother”, Carl, who shares the same birth date with my deceased (and much missed) biological brother.

I happened to be pulling out some masculine fabric samples I picked up at the thrift store for $1.24 some time ago and as I considered what to make with them, Carl came to mind. My mother-in-law reminded me that Carl’s Birthday was in two weeks. TWO WEEKS! Could I do it? I was game to give it a try, anyway.

I am a little stubborn about following patterns, and prefer to put my own creative juices to work.

The backside. Don’t mind the bits of straw.

I chose to cover the quilt with a meandering stitch, mostly because I was in a hurry and didn’t want to think about it too much. I spent a few very long days at my machine from six in the morning until 2am the following morning. ~yawn~