Isn't this a great quilt? I went to an antique show on Monday, a long-standing Labor Day tradition in our town. Sadly, this was the show's swan song. There were conflicting stories of why, from fewer dealers in business these days to a desire of the host institution to bring it to an end, but whatever the case, lamenting of its demise could be heard in every booth. This was my favorite piece, though I was satisfied with a photo.
One dealer displayed these two quilts, not to their best advantage, however. I'm guessing were made by the same hand, considering the quilting patterns and the identical, narrow pink binding. I loved the surprise of the pink edge on the red and yellow basket quilt ~ I'll have to remember that.
I'm happy...thrilled!..relieved!!...to report that I have been up to my neck in fabric this week, cutting, stitching and pressing away as a new project grows on the wall. I hate it when bloggers write this, but I can't share it yet. Suffice it to say, I'm out of my slump and expect that soon-ish I'll be able to post some photos.
We do have big news around here. Now when people ask, "Do your kids live in the area?", I guess I can answer yes since they are both back on the continent. It's true. Although they're not nearby (nor near each other), the last week has been very unsettled for us as we tracked flights and delays and fielded calls from family over everyone's progress from Asia. The phone continues to ring (during the day now!) with updates on mailing addresses, new phone numbers and consultations on details of settling back into life stateside. After 14 years of one or the other ~ or both ~ living out of the country, what are the odds of them both (with spouses, of course) moving back the same weekend?
Crazy. Still can't quite believe it.