Sometimes the mind makes a plan, but the body steers in a different direction. I thought I had sketched out an idea for a quilt that would use some of my scraps, but when I started pulling out various colors and shapes the quilt cajoled, needled, and demanded to be something entirely different. Perhaps that other quilt will get made (and this is all while in the middle of a larger work-in-progress to come later), but this quilt emboldened me and gave me the confidence to continue trying out free-motion quilting with my low-end sewing machine.
Is the sky falling? It feels like it is.