Anything beyond a single block with a dozen pieces used to intimidate me. I've gotten over that.
My patience has increased and my resistance to peer pressure has decreased. So when Jo says that 880 half square triangles are worth it -- and I see the quilt -- I start cutting. I think I've got half of them done, but they're not all pressed and trimmed.
This has actually been the perfect project over the past couple of weeks, when my heart hasn't been into being creative but I've been determined to get some quilting done. I'm making progress which I know will pay off, but there aren't any big decisions involved at this point. Just one really short seam at a time. And I'm sewing all of the neutrals to the same solid, so there's not even color placement to fuss over.
This is calming. And it has all of the relaxing effects of fancier piecing.