For the longest time I thought that I was the only one who understands a muse.
I call mine MY QUILTING ANGELS. They take over my hands and mind and direct my projects. No matter what I had originally planned to do they have their way and once I learned to listen I found that they were always right . I sit and wonder at what they accomplish. It can't just be my doing alone. Once they get a hold of an idea I might as well just give in an work on that project to the end. They will not let my mind alone till I do. Sounds crazy doesn't it? Some of my friends think so. Others know exactly what I am talking about. It is what drives us to do what we do.
Photos of my grandchildren seem to set the quilting angels off lately that and deadlines.