Well the truth can now be told. The Celtic quilt that I started in March is a wedding gift for our daughter Marianne and our new son Dan. I was having such a good time making the quilt that I didn’t want to wait until the wedding to put it on the blog.
They were married this past Saturday, July 25 at their home in Amsterdam, NY. What a perfect day – and no rain. We haven’t had many days this summer that have been completely rain-free.
I decided to give them their wedding gift early because I wanted to see them open it. Wanting to keep the quilt a secret until the last possible moment, I put it in a space bag and removed all the air with my vacuum. The the hard, bumpy package was as far from a soft quilt as you could get. And to take it one step further, I had my son Tom give her the package as though it was a present from him.
We had started the evening with a barbecue of Hoffman Hots and Snappys (I always have to bring her some of these Central New York favorites whenever we visit) and ended with dessert waffles from her new waffle maker, a gift from my son. (She just had to try it out!)
Their crew just couldn’t wait until the waffles were finished.
I don’t think they could have been more surprised when they finally realized that their gift was actually a quilt. Marianne liked the Celtic medallion. She has always told me that she is more Irish than Italian. Dan was very impressed by the Seminole Patchwork and my story of how the Seminole Indians made sure that they used every available scrap of fabric in their clothing. They turned plain, utilitarian clothing into works of art.
There’s always time to quilt!