I told Patty I was sewing like a fiend and asked, What shall I make you? She said, A small pillow for my back to use when I am driving my car.
I had trouble with the zipper and fought the fraying linen. The hexagons were English paper pieced from scraps and the colors seemed all wrong in every combination. I decided, at one point, to throw the whole thing away, but it rested a while and eventually became a suitable small cushion for my pal.