Whoops......

.....my day was too busy and I crawled into bed without blogging.

Sorry, about that.  No time to sew today...:-(!  I was busy with the dentist, and I have been having regular massage for my shoulder.  We quilters have a difficult day without needle and thread.

I'm just now recognizing this is the same feathered star block in this quilt as the one I shared yesterday.  It was from the same group that had the block exchange.  Once again I am drawn to this beautiful star block.

Oh how I love this block, and what a gorgeous masterpiece this quilt is.  I especially like the negative nine patch that is used in the sashing.

Mary has achieved the look of a very old quilt.  Perhaps it comes from the pheasant border fabric, and I also the ping snowballs contribute to the old feel.

Here is another beauty by Mary Freeman.  Once again she has achieved a lovely antique look.

These quilts end the pictures which I have from the show in Houston.  I ran out of time to finish the show.  I was rounded up and shewed out of the hall at the end of the last day.

This is just a peak at a new Blackbird design which was hanging in the Moda section at market.  Barbara Allen and Barb Adams certainly have lovely designs.  It looks just like them, doesn't it?

I was thrilled to meet Kathy Schmitz.  She is a sweet and lovely lady.  I felt like I knew Kathy because of an email mail I received from her thanking me for posting one of her designs on my blog.  I loved being thanked instead of scolded.  Kathy and Bonnie Sullivan of All Through the Night are sisters.

Here is a photo of one of her new designs.  Soft and sweet.

Julie purchased this beautiful quilt which was hand quilted. from one of the vendors of antique quilts.

I thought I'd share this wonderful wooden smoker with you.  I look forward to getting reacquainted with him every December.

These two alpine skiers were a treasure which I found in an antique store many years ago.  I learned to ski once I moved to Utah, at the same time my first child took his first lesson.  He was three years old when he begged to ski.  I decided that I wanted to ski also, and we as a family have numerous memories of our skiing days together.

"Comparison is the thief of joy."  - Theodore Roosevelt