I like it as it is! The first quilts I can remember were made by great or great-great aunts and are in the possession of my grandmothers. During winter months, these were piled upon us children when we slept over at my Gran's. (They made good forts any time of year.)My first exposure to quilts was not to pretty ones! They are still my favorites when I go for a visit. Now I enjoy examining the fabrics and wondering what they came from. I also believe them to be indestructable, as they are unchanged from my earliest memories about thirty years ago!