patricej

i can totally relate to Klue's perspective. i used to be just the same. our local landfill is decorated with projects that didn't measure up to my standards but were too far gone to fix.

just about every quilt i've ever made has mistakes in it. but every one of them has been greeted with joy and warm welcome by its new owner. so ... i don't worry so much anymore.

i recently turned this top into a quilt. i was so pleased with the top and just knew it would be a great gift to a very special friend of mine.

well, i didn't take enough time or care with it. i didn't baste enough. i didn't stitch slowly or carefully enough. by the time i was done, it was - in my eyes - a twisted, puckered, nauseating mess. i seriously considered throwing it into the trash.

then i washed it.

all the mistakes are still there. all the distortions caused by the careless rush are still there. it still poofs in the wrong places; it's still as puckered as my toothless grandma after a glass of lemon juice; and the lines of quilting are still as crooked as a DC politician.

and yet ... i don't hate it anymore. i think i'm going to give it to her anyway.

the upside to all those gafarbles? i can now tell her with complete sincerity that it won't matter one bit if her special needs dog barfs all over it. :P