This week, I sat down to patch some tears in our warm-weather quilt, and noticed that the quilt is not only getting pretty patchy, but the white patches are getting decidedly not-white. At first this really bummed me out, but then I thought about it a while and realized this quilt has been our main quilt on our bed for about ten years. Not a bad run for a quilt. I’ve been saying for years that I’d like to learn to make a quilt, but couldn’t justify such a big project when we didn’t need another quilt. Well, it would seem that it’s time to start, slowly, working on a quilt. (I know just the one I want to do, from Last-Minute Patchwork Gifts.) After this season, I think this blue and white quilt will need a new job as a picnic quilt, and next year, a new quilt will take its place.