The other day when I was driving through the town of Brandon VT, I noticed all kinds of antique cars parked around the green and up and down the business lane. I stopped to snap a few pictures.
On Sunday morning, I went to the Vermont Quilt Festival (billed as the oldest --37 years--and largest in New England) at the Vermont State Fairgrounds in Essex Junction, VT. There were sign all over the place warning, "NO TOUCHING THE QUILTS." Talk about torture. Photography was allowed, but of course I did not remember to bring my camera and my phone is a stupid one and the battery was dead anyway.
There were programs, lectures, demonstrations, vendors, and quilts. So many quilts, both old and new. I did find a section that had quilts that looked as though they might be on a par with mine. Then I noticed that I was in the "Kids Who Quilt" exhibit and most of them were done by 9 to 11 year olds.
Life is not a competition...life is not a competition...life is not a competition...
I had to keep that in mind after I ran into a sewing friend who asked. "Don't you just want to run home and start sewing?" I was actually thinking about going home and packing away all my sewing stuff, but that is a negative attitude and I am determined to stay positive. I am at the age where I should be exhibiting calm wisdom.
Oh, but in addition to staying positive, I have had a long standing battle with the little "should lady" who lives within me. Life is a major balancing act, is what it is.
I don't remember if I posted my last two quilts, but here they are: