Done! Kind of.

I finished the charm quilts top last week. Sometimes I just hold it in my lap and look at how all the different bits frame each other.

I picture my brother's children home sick from school doing the same thing while on the couch with the TV on in the background.

Now, all that's left to do is trim the sides to make it square, add a border, construct the backing and send it off to a professional to be quilted. At the end of last week, my neck muscles were so tight it felt like I had one of those travel pillows under my skin. I don't think long hours at the sewing machine are what my body was designed for.

Thanks to everyone who chimed in, encouraging me to stick with its imperfection to find beauty in its mismatch-ed-ness.

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