When I was a young girl...
Long, many years ago...
I had a wonderful old patchwork quilt that followed me off to my college dorm room.
It was soft and well-loved.
It kept me warm and helped me think of home.
It was crafted by my great-grandmother.
It wore well and all I could salvage from it six or eight years ago was a couple of worn but still-pretty-much-intact quilt squares.
I saved them.
I finally got an idea for how to use them.
Here they are framed and hanging above the bed in the Guest Quarters.
I used album frames...
mainly because they were inexpensive and I had a coupon at Hobby Lobby...
probably much like the quilt was made from something inexpensive and easily accessible.
Just plain and simple.
Completing a simple look.