I know you’re wondering, “where has she been?”
Well, silly, she has been busy this weekend visiting fifteen different quilt shops all along the Wasatch Front. This little bit of insanity was inspired by my cousin Sarah, who has now left the state and is unable to participate in the annual tradition.
Here is why it’s fun: in each of the shops, you get your little card stamped and they give you a free quilt block pattern, and sometimes other little goodies and freebies too. You enter the shop’s drawing and eat their food, placed there just for you and the 1000 other insane, mostly middle-aged, shop hoppers. You admire the many beautiful completed quilts and projects displayed, as well as the many, many lovely fabrics for sale. If you are me, you don’t buy much — the husband is being patient about all of the driving, but reckless spending might put him past his limit. At the end, when you turn in your card, evidence that you have really visited all 15 places, you are entered into a drawing for some very good prizes — I will sure let you know if I win one. (I actually won a ten-speed bike when I was 9 or 10 by entering a cereal box contest, and have felt ever since that I am a “lucky” person.)
Here’s why it’s a little insane and I may not do it again (unless Sarah comes to do it with me, or my friend Katy, who would love it): the participating shops go from Springville in the south (an hour from me) to near Logan in the north (an hour from me) to Tooele in the west (about 40 minutes from me). It is a lot of driving (and not very environmentally friendly, as Matt pointed out). And it’s hot. And gas is expensive! Also, in answer to the most obvious question about this post, I’m not really a quilter. I’ve made a few very simple quilts, but would more accurately be called an “aspiring quilter,” a “wannabe quilter,” or an “admirer of quilts.” Not only do I not have time in my current lifestyle to fully realize this hobby, I may not have the money in my current budget, either.
But I did have fun. I combined the trip south with a sisterly visit, the middle ones were near our Lambert cousins, and the north ones gave us a chance to visit Crystal Springs, a pool where Matt and his cousins spent many summer days in their youth. Muchas gracias to Anne, Robin, and Matt who all helped a mother of four with this little bit of craziness. And I felt inspired to do something creative — I’ll be sure to let you know when I actually accomplish it.
P.S. My favorite quilt shop of all is still the one closest to me, Piper’s Quilts and Comforts (don’t you just love “and Comforts”?). It’s not the lowest priced, or even the best selection, but it’s the cutest and the friendliest. It’s in an old house, which of course I love, and the woman who owns it just plain has style. How great to know that the best things are sometimes those that are closest to home.