In preparation for the arrival of my new granddaughter, I thought I would go ahead and make the pieced border on the baby quilt I was planning to make her. I knew I couldn't completely finish it as I wanted to applique her name in the center and my son wasn't telling me, or anyone else for that matter, what her name was going to be. I sorted through my stash and found several prints along with a few I purchased on my recent shop hop road trip to make the border. I thought it was going to be perfect. It turned out so cute, until I took it to the not so local quilt shop (it's 20 miles away) and laid it on their table to do a little "show and tell". I was mortified when I laid it out all together. It was horrible! I remember numerous times in my past work history of working in a quilt shop and the combination of fabrics that some of the little old ladies would bring in to show. I wondered how they could see to piece something together because their eyesite certainly wasn't good enough to match anything together! Oh no! I have become the little old lady!
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