I spent a few hours at the TCFair on both Friday and Saturday. I didn't venture out of the Home Arts building, just sat and hand-quilted with other Valley Oak Quilt Guild members. We are an annual "display," filling a corner of the building. I think we were probably the largest exhibit in the building, since the number of entries has dropped to next to nothing. What once was a building stuffed to overflowing now echoes with the memories of past years. I'm not sure on the numbers, but the quilt entries have been decimated. It's not that people aren't quilting, it's that the Powers That Be have made entering more difficult and costly, with very little reward.
Because I have a decades-long fondness for the Fair, I entered three little quilts. Really, I didn't have anything more to enter. I've made a dozen baby quilts this year, but every one that has been finished has also been given away. Here's what I had left:
Work, Work, Work
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