Recently, I was at an estate sale, and I picked up this sweet 1930s quilt. Oddly, the person who made this quilt never quite finished it. There's about three feet of uncompleted binding on one of the edges. As someone who has a terrible habit of taking projects to 85% and then abandoning them, I just had to smile.
The quilt is in overall good condition. There are some water stains and the fabric is rather fragile. I set it out to air overnight, but other than finishing the binding, I don't plan to mess with the quilt in any way. I think washing it would be a terrible mistake, causing more harm than good.
I find the domestic textiles from this period very charming. There's an un-ironic sweetness to them. Life was not easy for people at this time, and yet their fabrics are so cheerful.