The quilt has lost it’s sharp lines and crisp colors but old quilts have their own soft beauty.
The faded colors a testament to the love the quilt has weathered.
The hole in the corner a memory of a long gone puppy.
The frayed fabric a sign that the quilt is good for beds, picnics and blanket forts.
While the edges, still bright, bring a memory of when it was crisp lined and fresh, a graduation gift made by my mother-in-law before she was my mother-in-law.
While I still have a hard time applying the label “mundane” to my things I am enjoying the Mundane Monday photo challenge. Click through the link to see more amazingly un-mundane photos!