I received a beautiful old quilt from my aunt. No one in our family knows who made it or where it came from. We do know it lived for many decades in my grandmother's home. Unused. Untouched. Beautiful. A few stains here and there, mostly from years of storage I believe. Here we see the back side of the quilt. Covered with intricate stitches, each sown by hand. Someone's grandmother made these tiny stitches. Or perhaps several women quilted it together. I feel covered by their warmth.