I made a quilt, when I was a raw novice for my neice who was emigrating to Australia. I collected scraps of any type of material from all the people close to her. These fabrics were from shirts, dresses, or anything else that had belonged to these family and friends. I made it a scrappy strippy quilt, and told her to wrap herself in it if she was feeling homesick. Fourteen years later, she is back home and still uses the quilt on her bed. I cringe when I see it, because it is so un proffesional, but she would not part with it. I love her. I also made a baby quilt three years ago for my new grandaughter, which is now nearly worn out. We have to spread it on the floor when we dance, and use it as a tent. amongst many other uses, I also made her a christmas quilt last year, but she insists in using it all year round. I love her. I think we can say that they are both QUILT WORTHY