The kitchen/dining chairs really needed new seats. My father built this set in the mid-1970s after one of their old chairs broke while my mother was standing on it to reach the top cabinet to get down the silver chest for a holiday dinner. She broke several ribs. He was very angry and broke the old rickety set to pieces and made one that WOULD NOT BREAK.
I was given the set when I moved out on my own. What a great gift!
It has been used and used. Four children and all their friends. Meals. School projects. Game nights. Teary conversations. Grandchildren.
The seats have been recovered a few times.
But the table top also needed help this time. It looked a little shabby next to the new, shiny seats.
And that started to reflect on the condition and decorating of the adjoining living room, so I started a new quilt.
Yep, that is how things happen sometimes.