We escaped for a long weekend this past weekend to celebrate our 27th wedding anniversary.
It doesn't seem like that many years ago, I was lucky enough to marry this lovely man.
It was an experience not just eating a quick meal - delicious Thai food in beautifully landscaped tropical gardens. We were here 3 years ago at their cooking school and always wanted to come back to the restaurant. Now I want to go back at night. There were candles and lights set up throughout the gardens. It would look magical.
On our way back to our accommodation, we tried unsuccessfully to find Lynette Anderson's shop, The Little Quilt Shop.
My darling DH bought it up again on Saturday. A quick check on the internet and a quick drive had us there not long before closing time.
I walked in the door and who do I see, but Dawnie of Itching for Stitching. - the people you meet far from home. We had a laugh and a photo op, then she was back on her mission, selecting fabric for a beautiful bag. (I won't tell the world that it was her second visit, one on the way north and this one on the way south.)
She's on a dare. The bag will be in Nundle next year. I was a bit slow to specify finished, and not in pieces. Both our darling DHs were patiently waiting outside. Good blokes.
I blame you, Dawnie for the below purchase.
The shop, The Patchwork Tree at Alderley, is closing down and having a sale. I went the week before last for a look. I bought a few things. I had this in my hands, while walking around. I eventually put it back on the shelf. I told myself I have other similar patterns or books at home. I didn't need to add it to my impossibly long list of things to do.
But...I had seen and loved this quilt when it was released....I talked myself out of signing up.... Dawnie has made this quilt....I've seen it on her blog.....I told her I loved her quilt....she said it was wonderful to do and she had so looked forward to each month's delivery....so it's your fault, I went back to the shop today to see if it was still there....it was and now it's home with me. Oh, dear, I can't help myself.
I wonder if there is a support group for those with no self control when shopping in a patchwork shop.
Take care,
Cheryl