While driving around La Conner we saw a sign for a quilt museum. We pulled over, handed the nice lady our $5, donned the cheap plastic gloves (so we could touch the quilts) and explored the quaint old house filled with crazy quilts and textiles.
They had several exhibits. Crazy quilts - which I have to admit I am not a fan of. This one, however, was clever. Turns out in the late 19th century/early 20th century cigars were sold in bundles held together by silk ribbons bearing the name of the seller/manufacturer. Making quilts out of these ribbons was their equivalent to blogs today or scrapbooking 10 years ago - it looks like. I thought it was a clever little quilt top.
One of the other exhibits was commemorating the burning down of the house and the restoration of it. (It burned down, was purchased by the quilt museum folks and restored - or something like that.) When I saw this quilt I just KNEW a guy made it. It totally looked like something Desi would create.
The final exhibit was a textile exhibit. This was my favorite. The picture makes the fabric blocks look MUCH larger than they actually are. They are so tiny and delicate. It amazed me how much work and patience went into these. Wow!
I think my Aunt Nancy would have really enjoyed the museum and the tulips.
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