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All the Panels

Because they're so unexpectedly awesome I thought I'd post pics today of all the panels that came in my 9 lb. Goodwill auction haul. Judging by the location of the shop that put them up for auction, and the many, many bird prints, these were likely a quilting stash belonging to a single maker in Washington State in the Mt. Ranier area.

This four-yard piece is so long I have to take two photos of it to show you the whole thing.

I can already see this as a quilt for our bed.

I'm fascinated by how a quilter's stash reflects their personality. Aside from the thrifted fabric mine is mostly art cloth and solids these days. This maker must have loved birds and the outdoors.

The incongruity of the space ship bridge panel (and The Walking Dead and Witch panels at the top there) is just delightful.

Some quilters sneer at panels, I know, but I'm charmed by these. They offer a wonderful opportunity to get creative and see what I can make of them.

I can see all kinds of lap and bed quilts, and also liners for the pups' kennels for winter.

I'm very lucky as well as happy. Thanks to the universe for sending these my way!

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