In my contemplation of the theme I remembered a poem 'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner' by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. This very long and tragic tale includes the lines
"Water, water, everywhere,
And all the boards did shrink,
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink."
I decided to make a quilt of the mariner's view of the ocean when the ship was becalmed and the crew members were struggling with thirst.
The challenge was to stitch the seventeen strips together - straight!!