This is something I've been looking at for a little while now, wondering if it's time to cut into. I do this. I slowly gather these piles of fabric that I pull out and play with, sometimes draw up or select a pattern for, and generally just dream about the possibilities. There are several little stacks of these in my quilt room--always. And therein lies the problem. If I cut into the fabric, I lose possibilities. What if I'm wrong? What if I can't capture the best part of this fabric combination? Sure, this particular set is a little on the dark and dreary side, but sometimes I LIKE to wallow in dark, moody fabrics. (Hello, It reflects my life so completely every now and then. *Hint, Mr. Oppressor, please resign, so America can get back to work?) I also figured out that there is usually some particular color that I'm focusing on, quilt after quilt after QUILT AFter quilt! oftentimes without even realizing it until I lay the quilt tops out side by side. I know, I'm slow. When I figure out what the trigger is that allows me to finally start cutting into my fabrics, I'll let you know. It's probably a hormone imbalance.