This is my first, and last, attempt at machine quilting. It was, I thought, an unmitigated disaster. Laura knows the whole sad story. It was always intended for Andy and he was heartbroken. You can bring your own blankie to chemo and he wanted his sad, unbound, in pieces quilt, no matter what. He just sewed some black bias tape around the edges of the largest piece and turned it into a lap quilt, the perfect size for the chemo lounge chair. Being married to a theater costumer who can sew has many advantages. This quilt is a survivor. My beloved husband is too.