Blues on the Bed

There’s something to be said for old movies.

I watched Dead Reckoning with Humphrey Bogart this afternoon and finished getting the binding on.  That quilt is now sitting on the end of my bed.

I began buying the fabric for this quilt about three years ago, picking up fat quarters here and there, amassing a collection of blues that would coordinate with those lamps–as they were the first things I bought and my husband will tell you that they pretty much dictated the whole room.  One hectic Christmas, my son-in-law painted (we helped), we bought drapes, and this summer I had the little slipper chair redone in some exotic Amy Butler.

Anyone else build a room around a pair of lamps?