When I was too young to know better, I went through my mother's scraps and was allowed to take only the tiny ones. I diligently cut thousands of them, then sewed and sewed and sewed. I finished it when I was still a teenager. But I hated it so much I kept it folded up in a drawer at my mother's house. Well, my sister decided to surprise me. She put red on the back because it's my daughters favorite color, and finished it up for a wedding gift to my daughter. She loves crows foot too, and does a great job. Over all, this is a loud, garish, brash quilt, but Rachel, LOVES it!
What a assult on the eyes! Looks like every color just vomited out here.
Made when I didn't know any better!
It took up me teenage years so I didn't get in trouble.