A little earlier this month, I received a gift of scraps from a new quilting friend, E. She has been quilting for decades, so she has several large bins full of nothing but scraps. She brought one out to me, and I filled an entire tote bag, without even making a noticeable dent in the contents of her bin.
Once I sorted the scraps, I counted over 137 different fabrics. It took three shots to get all of the fabric in; it filled up my entire dining room table!
Now, here's the thing: All of these "scraps" were not exactly what I would call scraps. They were sizeable pieces; some were as large as a fat quarter. I asked E what she defined as a "scrap." She said anything up to the size of a fat quarter, and that she throws away anything smaller than 2 inches. Wow. I think my definition of "scrap"
may need to be redefined.