In the wee small hours of the morning, the course is set. Back and forth the quilter traverses, bin after exciting bin of holy stash fabric, that's rarely touched or has seen the light of day. Like the treasure of the Sierra Madra dancing miner she bops and weaves and sings her maddening song as she tries to decide the fate of the fabric. Oh worra, worra, worra, will this be a great quilt or a drag around quilt? Attacking the first hurdle of the Mystery Quilt obstacle course, she must choose a Sofi's Choice: A, B, C, D, E and F of tiny 2 inch pieces of fabric attached to boxes that will determine the fate of her beloved fabric that she has, like the proverbial squirrel, stored for the WINTER IS HERE! It's a commitment!! She's turning it in and throws fabric stash caution to the wind...BWAHAHAHAHAH!
