Documenting growth.

I went down a rabbit hole this past week. It started when my phone ran out of all storage space. And my photos took up over 50% of it. I downloaded essentially all of 2022, got them sorted, catalogued, and backed up. One day I went to pull up a quilt, and it had been carefully archived away. So my rabbit hole told me to get 1 photo of every.single.project I have ever made. Oye. I quickly pared that down to not include the tiny things - pot holders and table runners, key FOB's, etc. But still, there were so many. I knew I had a bunch back there. Honestly the ones before 2018 are for the most part, ones I don't mind forgetting. They are my beginner quilts. I was a beginner at piecing, at picking out fabrics, at long arming. And while I feel a bit cringey looking at them now, it's putting them up next to the quilts I have created recently that allow me to see the incredible growth I have experienced. Oh I still get some failures on color choices and execution, but it makes those older quilts hold a special place in my heart now. A feeling of gratitude and awe of how this hobby has turned me into an artist. (Now to just up my game on quilt photography .... ;) )