I had such a fabulous night last night. Mom and I sat around the table, and later together on the couch, tying and binding the memeory quilt for Grandma. It was so nice to hear stories of my grandfather (whom I never really knew), and Grandma and her sisters, and the odd story that Dad would throw in about his childhood. It was a really special way to finish a project so close to my heart. The technique is in no way perfect... but the quilt... it is perfect.