There was no way I was going to take a break and show up here without having finished this. I used ol' Purly V as incentive to get through the quilting and get over my binding phobia. I wasn't quite up for doing continuous binding yet, so I self-bound this one. I thought it would come out looking tacky, but it's fine. In fact, I'm going to stick with the technique for another quilt or two.
I did learn a lot by doing this "maquette." And yes, I am certainly going to see some baby bundled up in it. I'm thinking about our receptionist at work. She's dear, and she happens to be with child. I might just gift it to her, puckers and all.
I won't front like I'm not excited that I completed this. I've wanted to learn to quilt forever, longer than I'd wanted to learn to knit. Quilting seemed impractical without a sewing machine (which I didn't know how to use anyway), yet, I wasn't much interested in machine quilting. It seemed inauthentic (oh how the snobby fall). Finally having my quilting dream come to fruition has inspired me to commit to a couple of other dreams: Learning to swim (yikes!) and learning to speak Spanish. I've made stabs at both, but it's time to regard them in earnest. I'm going to give each goal ample time. Swimming I'll do by the time I'm 45; that gives me 3 years to start taking lessons and learn. I'll be fluent in Spanish by 50.
Funny how something so simple, like a little puckered, imperfect baby quilt, can push you to take on other things that seem big, mysterious, and in the dark of night, impossible.