So I was playing around with my compu-tah and using my camera as an external drive and there they were: all the pictures from my fun four days at a really cool beach house with my pals from the local quilt guild. I had thought that these pictures were gone forever.
We brought our own projects and sewed like it was the last chance any of us would ever have again.
When we weren't sewing we talked, ate, drank margaritas, and made at least one run to some local quilt shops.
We had our own cook, who made the most AMAZING food you could ever imagine. We even had a masseuse that we could sign up for half or full hour!
If we got tired of all that, we could watch the waves break from one of the balconies, or take a walk on the beach!
This is me with Mary Lou (on the right).
This is the featherweight room, with some classics and some gussied up with fancy metallic paint.
I did my share of the oohs and ahhs in front of this display!
A bit of advice that we could all use.
I came home, an unusual mixture of tired but mellow. Can't wait to do this again next year!