My quilt started with the title that was little more than a mental wail of desperation. I was stuck in the city wondering where all the yellow went. As I prowled the centre of Leeds, the answer to the question became apparent - the only yellow in city centres is in warning signs of all descriptions. What is the point of a dandelion? Maybe it is nature's warning flower. Warning! Life is short and fades.
See my blog post on this quilt here
