Imagine It’s Finished. Have you ever said that? Or rather, how often do you say it? I have a little….okay, I’ll admit it: I have several mini quilts that are pieced and basted, but not quilted. But I was so proud of my efforts, I took them to show the ladies at my church’s quilting group anyway. They are such sweet ladies. So encouraging. Totally willing to overlook the unfinished-ness of my quilts. They even listened politely to my story. About how I planned to spend the day in my sewing room working on a Civil War dress for someone else, but had to move the bag of fabric scraps Mrs. K had given me and then made the mistake of looking into the bag. Wow! Look at this great fabric! Hey, these pieces seem to go together. What’s that I hear? Are they asking me to do something creative with them? I’m pretty sure that’s it. So I started playing and next thing I knew, I had a little quilt top pieced together and Mr. Clark was wondering what I was planning for dinner. The whole day was gone and the dress didn’t so much as get touched. So there I was a few days later, sitting around the table with these wonderful women, saying, “See what I did? Of course, you’ll have to imagine it’s finished”. Sadly, my friend is still waiting for her dress.