This is growing nicely now, but I find myself thinking again what a strange thing the improv process is.
I could have decided to make a Trip around the World, planned it all out and not had to bother with umpteen partial seams. I could have done it in a matter of days without checking and rechecking to make sure my blue and red diagonals were going to meet up properly. And yet I know that if I had planned it that way it would never have been made.
I also know that still finding a way to sneak in my blue pansy rectangles pleases me, as does that skinny pink strip which is sorting things out when my hand cut squares differ too much in size.
I like that in one or two places I can use a butterfly block with the dark blue fabric, which just slightly interrupts the perfect diagonals. And I like that this musing makes me wonder whether I might want to stop counting and just let those diagonals wander off in their own directions.