To all the quilts I've loved before...

I made my first quilt when I was 18 years old. It fell apart after the first washing. I've learned alot since then, about this craft, my passion. I can't begin to tell you how many quilts have passed through these hands, many cherished and loved by others, many never to be seen again. At about mid point in my quilting journey I thought I should like to keep a diary of my quilts. That didn't happen...until now.