For the project I chose one of my favorite fabrics, one I'd been hoarding for something special.
As a comparison, here are snapshots of Lilian's quilt. I look forward to the day where family stories are told as children trace the edges and stains: "The orange ink is from your mother's pen. One day she left the cap off as she was writing about your father, long before you were born, but not before you were a dream in their hearts. Your mother absentmindedly set the pen down on the quilt and walked away. When she got back there was orange ink everywhere! She was so upset thinking she'd ruined something so precious, thinking of you and how she could tell you about it one day." Or so we might say.