First Snow Day of the Season
I picked up four quilts from the machinist more than a week ago and in their tote bags they sat. Until this morning. Blessed with a snow day and having done the food shopping last night (thanks be to Joe) as well as some of the baking, I knew what this day must hold.
Four hours later: Four quilts with binding cut, pieced, machined on and trimmed. Plus one aching back. Satisfied. Ready for a nap.
We're double-dipping for Thanksgiving this year. Our entire clan is dining at our home on Friday (each family contributing something important) and a dear relative has made room for six more (Tom and tribe) at her place on Thursday. I'm making a banana cream pie (a first for me) to take. But not until after that nap.