I am anal about how my quilts are folded, amongst a lot of other things. Last night, our aupair not only didn't fold it right but also didn't put it back where it belonged. This morning as the light shone on it, I gained a new appreciation for all the hand quilting that went into it.
This was the first quilt I made for myself - and the only one so far - and I've always been unsure about it. It's nice to see it in a different light after all the anguish over this.