How did I ever get so behind on the baby quilts for the local hospital? It feels like I've been looking at this Trip Around the World forever. I know there was the "grandmother was sick as a dog" week and the trip to Asheville week and last week spent picking out the machine quilting, but still . . .
At least, in the end, I really like it, and there isn't a tuck anywhere, so the time spent ripping out was worth it.
Above is the back, with the two blocks that I thought I pieced wrong, although in retrospect I really don't think I did, probably just had them turned wrong. Surely the next little quilt will go absolutely smoothly.
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