Booty Call

I just had to share this booty of treasure.  As a quilter, there is little more intoxicating than a quilt shop.  Yesterday, I went to Ohio with some dear quilting friends for a day of shopping and, well, mostly laughing.  Two and a half hours of driving each way (not done by me...great job, Janice!) to visit five quilt shops and the most awesome hardware store on earth.  Deep in the heart of Amish country, these five shops were a delight.  Especially since I have to drive nearly an hour to get to a quilt shop at home.  In my case, that could be a good thing!

I have recently fallen in love with Civil War reproduction fabrics.  I know I'm coming late to this party, but better late than never, I suppose!  I was joking with my quilting peeps yesterday that it would be so much simpler if I just had one genre, one color scheme, one personality of fabrics I was attracted to.    But alas, that is not the case.  I'm an equal opportunity fabric lover.

In my defense, I was shopping for two.  The stack in the upper left of the photo is for my mother, and any more of it she wants.  The pattern is for the lovely and classic New York Beauty, one of my all time favorites.  I intend to make it with those equally lovely Civil War Repros.

The green swirly fabric underneath it is backing for my batik Strip Twist quilt, below.  I'll be making another one of those soon, with a totally different color palette.  Black and red batik borders will soon be added.

In the meantime, I'd best get very busy making18th Century knee breeches, waistcoats and period shirts, or one of my children will be going nekkid to our upcoming reenactment.  I've got more to do these days than hours in the day to do it.  I've also got to get busy counting my blessings.

Cheers,
Donna