The quilt couldn't possibly be the first quilt. That was too risky. First I needed to learn how to quilt. How to sew. How to thread my machine. I needed a project that didn't mean so much to me. I needed to buy some fabric that had no emotional strings attached.
Summersault by Erin McMorris.
Several things happened next:
--I realized that I loved dreaming about pattern construction and layout.
--I realized how big of a project a quilt is, even my little practice one, and I needed to learn my sewing machine.
--I fell down the rabbit hole of modern quilting fabric.
One thing still hasn't happened since:
--I haven't pieced this quilt.
In due time, friends. It's coming.