Originally Posted by PKITTY1
I remember looking at a scrap quilt one of my grandmothers had made. The squares were tiny and I would find a fabric that I loved and try and see if I could find it elsewhere in the same quilt. I had so much fun doing this when I was five. What about you?
I was sitting on the porch with my grandma and she was teaching me how to quilt,and how to not get upset and tense about every little stitch. I was doing just that, cause I wanted to be just as good as she was. I should've known that that took time and experience, but at 12 you don't know as much as you think you know.