The author of Spitalfields Life blog set himself a task to write every day. He has been writing for three years now. The quality of the writing and the photographs too are remarkable. The tone coming through is gentleness and kindness. Here he talks about a quilt made up of pieces of his late mothers (I believe the author is male) tapestry work. There is a cat, a black one, in the picture. There always seems to be a cat….

After a few judicious repairs, the quilt was ready to serve me for another year, with its glowing woollen colours and satisfying weight, lying on top of the covers to provide emotional and thermal insulation when I lie in the dark listening to the rain. I have written before of how I made this quilt by sewing old tapestries together, in commemoration of my mother in the months after her death – but now it has an age of its own and this receptacle for memory has acquired its own memories too.

From post – Taking Cover.

Thank you to Walter for the link.