Quilts are meant to be shared, and when my sister told me she will be reading Mother Goose to her two grandchildren when they visit on these approaching cold nights, it was time to think about a warm and cozy quilt. By coincidence, at the same time I was cleaning out a box of old stash that had been lost in moving several years back, and it was flannel. Put one and two together, and I had the perfect gift in mind. Popser looked on.
Story # 288: Grandma's Cuddle Scrappy Rail. (and quilt)