This photo didn't come out as nicely as it looked in the camera. This branch was covered with raindrops and literally glistened as though covered with jewels. (Actually, it reminded me a bit of "Cascading Crystal Kaweah.")



On Saturday evening, I was invited to give a trunk show. I'll let you in on a little secret: it's one of my favorite things to do. It's not often that my quilts get out of the corner of my sewing room and I have a chance to look at them. I asked a friend to take some pictures. Apparently I don't hold still much while speaking. Pay no attention to the twitchy woman in the photographs...it's all about the quilts. ;)

This Monkey Wrench is the first pieced quilt I made. I finished it in 1985. It was for my daughter's "big girl bed."

This is my first Lone Star quilt, made in 1985. At that time I swore never to cut another diamond. Never say never.

I can't even concentrate on the quilt in this picture - am I taking off? What is going on here? What could I possibly be saying that required this much arm motion?

The trunk show went well, and I made contacts for two possible future presentations. If they actually happen, I'll be sure to let you know.
By the time I left, I was quite satisfied (I'll show you my projects at another time). I was switching gears on the drive home, knowing that I had two hours to prepare for the arrival of the College/Career Fellowship at our home at 5:30pm. (I always cook dinner for the group on Sunday evenings, before our Bible study.)
Anyway, this is what I was greeted by...more city trucks. Remember last week's garbage truck breakdown in front of our driveway? This time the water main broke, right where the garbage truck had been parked...



And now I'm off to do some quilting for hire. I'll post more retreat pictures in the morning...
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