Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

The quilt has lost it’s sharp lines and crisp colors but old quilts have their own soft beauty.

The faded colors a testament to the love the quilt has weathered.

The hole in the corner a memory of a long gone puppy.

The frayed fabric a sign that the quilt is good for beds, picnics and blanket forts.

While the edges, still bright, bring a memory of when it was crisp lined and fresh, a graduation gift made by my mother-in-law before she was my mother-in-law.

While I still have a hard time applying the label “mundane” to my things I am enjoying the Mundane Monday photo challenge. Click through the link to see more amazingly un-mundane photos!