The Quilt that took Four Years

When I was in high school I took a class called "Needle Arts" as an elective. Sewing, knitting, crocheting, cross-stitching--it was all in the repertoire. Mind you I haven't retained all of it [any of it] over the years, but one thing I can do: Sew.

In that class we made pieces for a quilt. I always meant to finish it, but never did. Each holiday when life slowed down a bit I'd pull it out and make grand plans, but was never any closer to finishing. When grandma spent the holidays with us we'd pull it out to give her something to do, but it just never happened. I'm the queen of unfinished projects.

BUT THEN. Taylor moved home. Taylor had no job or school. Grandma came to visit. What do you think happened then?

Finallly. After four years of gathering dust, my quilt finally became reality. 

It is finished! It's cozy, it's gigantic, and I made it! 

Can you see that? It's all hand quilted. I had arthritis by the end...

And now, crazy enough, I'm aching to get started on the next one!