Today our Thimble Creek quilt group made the move to our new quilting home.  It was glorious!  Our fellow quilter, Karen Ashton, is our perfect hostess and today we settled in to this beautiful room surrounded by charm and grace.

We meet every Wednesday from 10:00 until about 2:00 or 3:00 p.m. and we sit and stitch and share and feed our souls.  It really is a bit of heaven on earth.

I read an anon post this week on FB that said:  “There’s a certain kind of magic in making something with your own two hands.  It’s not always loud.  It doesn’t always come with applause.  But sometimes you step back, take a breath, and truly see what you’ve created.⁠  And in that moment, you catch yourself thinking, ‘I did that?’  

That’s not just a finished quilt, a sewn hem, or a pattern brought to life. That’s your time, your patience, your courage to keep going—especially on the days it felt impossible.  You didn’t just make something beautiful.  You grew. You learned. You showed up for yourself.⁠

⁠So if you’re looking for a sign that you’re doing enough, let this be it. What you’re creating matters—because you matter.” 

There is a secret “Yarnia” passageway from this quilting room into the yarn room that is its own special place.  It was also magical.

At noon we all went downstairs for lunch, another favorite part of our favorite day.

I am grateful for these dear friends.  We’ve been quilting together for many many years.  And I expect we will one day be quilting together in the heavens.