I'm late on the International Speak Like a Pirate Day. So sue me. But I have booty! Booty, I say! (Booty, a nautical term for Treasure.)
I went to the Colorado Quilting Council's annual Quilt-A-Fair today. I really wanted to see the Ground Zero Quilt, even reading about it brought tears to my eyes but I wasn't able to find it. But then I zipped in and out of the show in record time. One and a half hours; I was on a mission.
Libby mentioned in a post the other day about Aurifil thread so I thought I'd try some. I got a nice neutral gray a color I piece with a lot. And for you Civil War repro girls did you notice the fabric? Hmm? I have a new quilt planned. And to use the stash I had to buy more. Now how does that compute?
And I just fell in love with the Crabapple Hill stitchery kit. Everything was included, even the DMC embroidery floss. This will give me my second (count 'em 1, 2!) fall item.
You know, for autumn being my favorite time of year, I am woefully lacking in fallish items. I think it comes from not working in those colors. So I am trying to remedy this embarrassing deficient.
There were some lovely quilts displayed at the show but they are hung waaaay up high and back to back, so not only is it almost impossible to take a photo, but the likelyhood of being run over by hordes of shopping quilters is great. I noticed a lot more vendors from Kansas this year, and of course, Pincushion Boutique was back. Mmmmm... I could get into serious debt in their booth.