I broke the rules...

Quilting purists might want to avert their eyes.  Or squeeze them tight shut.  While sticking fingers in their ears and singing "lalalalala" and quickly clicking the "next blog" button.  Anyone sensitive to quilt mistreatment won't want to read the rest of this post...

I have a gorgeous antique quilt.  Beautifully hand sewn and hand quilted.  Oh!  I love this quilt!  We use it for a background for numberous family photos.

Have I mentioned lately that we have a new washer?  And that it is a front loader?  No little bar thingy sticking up in the center to catch on quilty fabrics...

I think I heard screaming as I mentioned an antique quilt and the washing machine...  Was someone sensitive  still reading?

  Please forgive me....  The quilt was greasy feeling.  I bought it from a run-down antique store.  The dubious recent past of this beauty was still clinging to its fibers.

Sigh.

Really... I wanted it to feel nice.

Yup... I broke the rules.  Threw it in.  Gentle cycle with regular detergent.  I even dried it.  In the dryer.

Please don't tell the quilt police.

But it is nice and snuggly now.

I hope the quilt purists recover....