Years ago my aunt gave me a quilt that her mother in law had made. I thought that was the ugliest thing I ever saw. It was orange satin and had raised flowers on the front. The center of each flower and each petal was stuffed. I guess the trapunto of yesteryear. And it was hand quilted. I look at that quilt today, now that I am a quilter, and really look at the beauty of the quilt. Maybe orange isn't my favorite color but I can certainly appreciate the work and time that went into making it.