Dave's grandma made quilts with army blankets inside them, along with a layer of batting. This is the only kind of quilt Dave will sleep under. So when we got married and I made a quilt for our bed, I made it with an army blanket. It's so heavy it takes some serious muscle to lift it. Ten years later, the binding is shot and I'm ready for a fresh color scheme. This is what the most recent trip to JoAnn's wielded.
The plan is to cut the fabric into random large rectangles. I have a vision, but I'm not explaining it well. You'll just need to wait for the finished photos...
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