I found a vintage treasure at a cute little resale shop in New London, Wisconsin.
I got it home and admired it for a few days. While doing this I considered the options of laundering it. I ended up in favor of a trip through the wash cycle with some Orvus soap. I felt glad for washing it, because I saw how dingy the water was when I looked in the machine part way into the wash cycle. Yuck!
I let it dry naturally out on the lawn. Noticed some pilling that makes me think it has a wool batting in it. Which I'm a great fan. Wool is so light weight, but incredibly warm. The fibers brushed right off. Luckily, there was only one small area of the binding that came undone. I quickly sewed it up and it's been on our bed as a coverlet for over a month.