When life gives you scraps, make a quilt.
A couple of weeks with extra work has left little time for stitching, but its the thought that counts, no? I'm finally at almost the right length, so that I can just expand the width (I guess until I run out of motivation, or fabric, whichever comes first), but it looks like it will fit a queen-size bed. The lovely thing about a scrap quilt is remembering the stories that go along with the fabric, so my thanks to friends and family who have generously supplied memories.
