Best of the Valley 2019 has come and gone. All of the preparations, all the paperwork, everything. Over and done with. In retrospect? I'd say it was a mighty fine show. But I always say that. I am biased.
When trying to think of what to enter, I went through my list of quilts finished in 2018. I had two baby quilts, which are exactly that: quilts designed to be used and spit up on by babies. Are they show quilts? No, they are not. But my husband said, "Of course, enter them!" And so I did. After all, they did have a story to them.
Are they cute, or what? My daughter-in-law wanted me to be prepared to participate in their gender reveal. When push came to shove (no not THAT kind of pushing), she couldn't wait for a package to be shipped cross country. A girl is due in late August. I mailed the quilt on the left after the show. It should arrive tomorrow.
I also had a number of my little seascape quilts to enter. Three of them were in the same class, which all hung together, with the exception of one that was hung back with the quilts by quilters 80 and older.
They did okay, all wearing ribbons.
I still don't know if I prefer California Dreamin' or O, Foggy Day.
Last, but not least, was Sunset Stroll. It came in third, in a tough category, Wall Quilts, Pictorial Landscapes.
I spent some time both yesterday and today, making Easter eggs for the grands and our faraway son and DIL.
Each one was cuter than the last. I made them like postcards, with fusible peltex. They go into the mail tomorrow.
And I guess that's going to do it for now. We've got some plans for the remainder of April. Part of it includes some hand quilting. Goals are good!