I won't impose upon you with all the visits to cemeteries, lighthouses, historic sites and seafood restaurants. But I will share with you the happenings of a quilty nature. Part 1 is about meeting up with the wonderful quilter, Wendy Reed (The Constant Quilter blog). (She may not be thrilled with this focus on her, but here goes.)
I wish now that I had been even more observant. There was a heavy case of sensory overload going on with me. And in the presence of such a talent, I was a bit awestruck. I know, Wendy, you are as down-to-earth as can be, but you know me and applique. And it is like breathing to you. I was just soaking in a master in her element.
After perusing the delights of this room we moved over to the sewing room "annex"--a room across the hall with more fabric, a bed layered with lovely quilts, and walls bedecked with ribbons from quilt shows. We had entered so she could show me the rest of her stash, but it turned into a private bed turning. I felt very privileged to be witness to this event.
I didn't take a photo of every single quilt (though I wish now that I had), but I'll share a few of them, with Wendy's permission. If you follow Wendy (and if you don't, you should), you have probably seen many of these on her blog.
This is Wendy's "Community Supper", made from blocks sent to her when she put out a call for them during the COVID lockdown. It is a wonderful quilter's version of potluck.
