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Antique Ocean Quilt

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This striking siren is sure to win over your heart (and body)—she’s equally gorgeous with extensive hand stitching and oh so soft. Originating sometime between the 1880s to early turn of the century, she is quite special. Her light blue coral pattern reminds us of a dreamy dive into the ocean. The tatters on her squares and slight fraying on the edges hints at her longevity—she’s survived the passage of the Great Depression, two world wars, and a multitude of events known only within the circle of her previous family. Some of her fabric dates back to the mid-1800s. Her back has a spot of discoloration (about the size of a quarter), but otherwise she has little-to-no staining. She has been lovingly cleaned by hand and dried by the sunshine and a light North Carolina mountain breeze.

Thin and ideal for using as a spring bedspread, a comforting wrap while snuggled up and reading, a delicate drape over a favorite chair, or even as a focal point on a wall so all your guests can admire her character. 

While details of her history are unknown, we know she hails from Colorado and was hand stitched by an older lady’s great grandmother. 

Measurements: 87” x 73”

All quilts come with a muslin tag noting any known history, and an archival Micron pen for you to add yours.

10% of profits from this sale will go towards Safelight NC, a domestic violence organization that provides shelter, advocacy, and job training for domestic violence survivor-victims.

Note on antique/vintage quilts: Many of the quilts we sell have been loved, slept under, washed, sunshine dried, taken on picnics, slept on underneath the stars, and lived lifetimes before arriving at our doorstep. You can expect to see repairs made by later generations, fraying around the edges or in certain blocks, discoloration or yellowing, cotton/wool batting—or as we like to call them, tiny sheep—peeking through. They are imperfect, but their imperfections are charming to us and we hope you feel the same. They are reminders to us of their old age and the history to which they've been a witness. We try our best to note any imperfections, but it’s possible we might miss one here and there. Well-crafted, handmade antique quilts in their original form are becoming scarcer, and we believe it's vital that we preserve them and continue to love them, imperfections and all.

Because these quilts are one-of-a-kind and we are a tiny enterprise, we do not accept returns; please review all photos and the description carefully and ask any questions you may have prior to purchasing.

I started Early – Took my Dog –

And visited the Sea –

The Mermaids in the Basement

Came out to look at me –

And Frigates – in the Upper Floor

Extended Hempen Hands –

Presuming Me to be a Mouse –

Aground – upon the Sands –

But no Man moved Me – till the Tide

Went past my simple Shoe –

And past my Apron – and my Belt

And past my Bodice – too –

And made as He would eat me up –

As wholly as a Dew

Upon a Dandelion’s Sleeve –

And then – I started – too …

// emily dickinson

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This striking siren is sure to win over your heart (and body)—she’s equally gorgeous with extensive hand stitching and oh so soft. Originating sometime between the 1880s to early turn of the century, she is quite special. Her light blue coral pattern reminds us of a dreamy dive into the ocean. The tatters on her squares and slight fraying on the edges hints at her longevity—she’s survived the passage of the Great Depression, two world wars, and a multitude of events known only within the circle of her previous family. Some of her fabric dates back to the mid-1800s. Her back has a spot of discoloration (about the size of a quarter), but otherwise she has little-to-no staining. She has been lovingly cleaned by hand and dried by the sunshine and a light North Carolina mountain breeze.

Thin and ideal for using as a spring bedspread, a comforting wrap while snuggled up and reading, a delicate drape over a favorite chair, or even as a focal point on a wall so all your guests can admire her character. 

While details of her history are unknown, we know she hails from Colorado and was hand stitched by an older lady’s great grandmother. 

Measurements: 87” x 73”

All quilts come with a muslin tag noting any known history, and an archival Micron pen for you to add yours.

10% of profits from this sale will go towards Safelight NC, a domestic violence organization that provides shelter, advocacy, and job training for domestic violence survivor-victims.

Note on antique/vintage quilts: Many of the quilts we sell have been loved, slept under, washed, sunshine dried, taken on picnics, slept on underneath the stars, and lived lifetimes before arriving at our doorstep. You can expect to see repairs made by later generations, fraying around the edges or in certain blocks, discoloration or yellowing, cotton/wool batting—or as we like to call them, tiny sheep—peeking through. They are imperfect, but their imperfections are charming to us and we hope you feel the same. They are reminders to us of their old age and the history to which they've been a witness. We try our best to note any imperfections, but it’s possible we might miss one here and there. Well-crafted, handmade antique quilts in their original form are becoming scarcer, and we believe it's vital that we preserve them and continue to love them, imperfections and all.

Because these quilts are one-of-a-kind and we are a tiny enterprise, we do not accept returns; please review all photos and the description carefully and ask any questions you may have prior to purchasing.

I started Early – Took my Dog –

And visited the Sea –

The Mermaids in the Basement

Came out to look at me –

And Frigates – in the Upper Floor

Extended Hempen Hands –

Presuming Me to be a Mouse –

Aground – upon the Sands –

But no Man moved Me – till the Tide

Went past my simple Shoe –

And past my Apron – and my Belt

And past my Bodice – too –

And made as He would eat me up –

As wholly as a Dew

Upon a Dandelion’s Sleeve –

And then – I started – too …

// emily dickinson

This striking siren is sure to win over your heart (and body)—she’s equally gorgeous with extensive hand stitching and oh so soft. Originating sometime between the 1880s to early turn of the century, she is quite special. Her light blue coral pattern reminds us of a dreamy dive into the ocean. The tatters on her squares and slight fraying on the edges hints at her longevity—she’s survived the passage of the Great Depression, two world wars, and a multitude of events known only within the circle of her previous family. Some of her fabric dates back to the mid-1800s. Her back has a spot of discoloration (about the size of a quarter), but otherwise she has little-to-no staining. She has been lovingly cleaned by hand and dried by the sunshine and a light North Carolina mountain breeze.

Thin and ideal for using as a spring bedspread, a comforting wrap while snuggled up and reading, a delicate drape over a favorite chair, or even as a focal point on a wall so all your guests can admire her character. 

While details of her history are unknown, we know she hails from Colorado and was hand stitched by an older lady’s great grandmother. 

Measurements: 87” x 73”

All quilts come with a muslin tag noting any known history, and an archival Micron pen for you to add yours.

10% of profits from this sale will go towards Safelight NC, a domestic violence organization that provides shelter, advocacy, and job training for domestic violence survivor-victims.

Note on antique/vintage quilts: Many of the quilts we sell have been loved, slept under, washed, sunshine dried, taken on picnics, slept on underneath the stars, and lived lifetimes before arriving at our doorstep. You can expect to see repairs made by later generations, fraying around the edges or in certain blocks, discoloration or yellowing, cotton/wool batting—or as we like to call them, tiny sheep—peeking through. They are imperfect, but their imperfections are charming to us and we hope you feel the same. They are reminders to us of their old age and the history to which they've been a witness. We try our best to note any imperfections, but it’s possible we might miss one here and there. Well-crafted, handmade antique quilts in their original form are becoming scarcer, and we believe it's vital that we preserve them and continue to love them, imperfections and all.

Because these quilts are one-of-a-kind and we are a tiny enterprise, we do not accept returns; please review all photos and the description carefully and ask any questions you may have prior to purchasing.

I started Early – Took my Dog –

And visited the Sea –

The Mermaids in the Basement

Came out to look at me –

And Frigates – in the Upper Floor

Extended Hempen Hands –

Presuming Me to be a Mouse –

Aground – upon the Sands –

But no Man moved Me – till the Tide

Went past my simple Shoe –

And past my Apron – and my Belt

And past my Bodice – too –

And made as He would eat me up –

As wholly as a Dew

Upon a Dandelion’s Sleeve –

And then – I started – too …

// emily dickinson

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