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Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Paducah plague Jane, Katy and I are safely returned from our jaunt to the quilt mecca of the world -- Paducah, Kentucky. This
quilt show is truly worldwide -- we met quilters from Scotland,
Belgium, England, South Africa and Australia. And I can’t forget Japan
and South Korea. The Japanese and Koreans are absolutely exquiste
quilters. I’ve seen some of their quilts with pieces appliqued on no
bigger than a sliver. I am a particular fan of the Dear Jane
quilt -- I’m working on a Dear Hannah quilt, which is the baby sister
of Dear Jane -- both quilt books/patterns were written by Brenda
Papadakis. There was a spectacular Dear Jane quilt on display and I
passed by and stopped at it at least five times. Everyone always
asks -- which quilt was your favorite? There is no possible way to pick
a favorite out of the more than 400-500 quilts on display. I did find
one though that I need to make for myself! The quilts are fantastic and they are the main reason I go -- but -- the vendors are lots of fun also! I
brought home needles and patterns and of course some hand-sewn Chinese
dolls for my granddaughters and a sock darner for my knitter-daughter
(who may knit socks, but will never darn one!). I brought home
books and a T-shirt (actually two) and a mug and a quilt show pin and
some fabric -- not as much as you’d think though -- except for the
Wizard of Oz fabric -- I’m pretty sure I have enough of each piece of
that to last me a while. I can’t remember all that I brought home, but one of the “things” was not something I wanted, paid for or enjoyed! Friday night, Jane, Katy and I went to bed at Jackie’s house, tired but happy. Saturday
morning, I got up feeling funny. By the time I was out of the shower I
was past feeling funny and well on the way to being violently ill with
what we were assuming was food poisoning -- a greasy, delicious Polish
sausage with onions consumed the day before. I missed the class
I’d been most looking forward to also. I laid in the car and moaned and
groaned while Jane and Katy went to class. They very thoughtfully
ate lunch in the building before we headed home. At some point before
we actually left Paducah, Jane brilliantly thought of Dramamine -- I
think she and Katy were not enjoying me being sick anymore than I was! Mama
Jane drove us home and took care of me, while Katy cringed in the
corner of the front seat -- no one is sick alone around her. Turns
out it wasn’t food poisoning after all -- both my granddaughters, my
son and daughter, Katy and Pops are now as sick as I was. Me? I’m mostly better -- as long as we don’t talk about food or smell anything. I felt good enough Tuesday to fondle my Wizard of Oz fabric for the first time. Aaaahhhhhh....
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