I struggle sometimes to think of that perfect project for whatever.
I thought I had the reunion quilt figured out for this upcoming year, but the pattern I was tossing around in my head wasn't tried or true, it was brand new. I didn't want to chance a family quilt to, well, chance. So I had to vary my thinking.
After pondering this for a few months, and while talking to Papa on the phone yesterday, I finally came up with a splendid idea. The whole family loves to garden, and if they don't love to garden, I KNOW they love to eat. And...since the previous two years have been wall hanging quilts (used to wet their appetites for upcoming years and hopefully higher bidding) I wanted to make a useful smallish type of quilt.
Rag quilts ahoy! Voila~
P.S. 12 more hexagons done this evening...but no flowers.