Wednesday, September 28, 2011 Quilt Camp

This weekend was quilt camp. I confess I don't feel like I got a whole lot done even though my brain knows better. I did however have a wonderful time and very much enjoyed spending the time with the other women up there. This year there was a new baby! In some of the related groups of women there were three generations. It was such a reminder of how quilting is part of my heritage and culture! Many of the women at quilt camp remembered how my mom would bring me to quilting events as a wee tiny baby like this sweet girl.

She slept through all the hubbub of us talking and working. When she wasn't sleeping many of us took turns holding her. It made me think about how I love these events for the din of calm focused women enjoying what their doing. I unfocus on individual conversations and the white noise starts to relax me. It is the sound of a safe place. It is one of those sounds of "home."
Funny how one tiny baby girl can remind me about all that.

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1 comment:

Grandma G said...

Awww!! Sooo precious!! What a delight for everyone there, I bet!

Glad you had a great weekend!