I have shut the door on my shop in downtown Aylmer.
Don't visit my home either, there is no room to sit. I'm pretty sure I may have buried my husband somewhere in the kitchen under 40-odd bins of stash and old stock. He is either under there or has left for roomier dwellings.
"Hey! You forgot me!" I think that was one of my girls.
Now I am wonderfully nested in stash!
Already quilt class ideas are twirling about.
See the lightening? Can you hear the thunder?
It's a brain storm!
I'll keep you posted on times and places.
