Monday, April 22, 2013

She Runs With Scissors

I sew once a year.
A weekend quilt retreat hostessed by my gal pal Margaret.
I load my mom's old singer into the car and head for the hills (of the Finger Lakes).

I've attended for five consecutive years -
sadly it takes a long time to finish a quilt if you sew so infrequently.

A few random springtime snapshots from the grounds of the resort where the event happened.
The peepers (frogs) were out and singing for love.

Just look at the view from my sewing machine.

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