A quilt from my pre-longarm days:
I made a drunkard's path block and thought it looked like a fish. So I ran with it. I was arranging all the fish when my husband suggested that the school of fish actually be in the shape of a fish. And so it was.
This quilt is a 'hospital' quilt. My daughter had a few operations when she was young. If we knew ahead of time, I tried to make her a new quilt. She liked having them with her and it gave me something to do while waiting and worrying, too. Now we have no more hospital visits, but we do have a small collection of quilts.