Since we will be here for a few days before the other grandparents come to relieve us, I thought I'd bring along the dancers quilt to work on while here. I was making good progress when I heard a loud snap .. Gesh .... Broken needle. My fabric folded under and I hit a darn safety pin. It took me half an hour to unpick the folded under fabric, and then I had no spare sewing machine needle. I run to the Quiltery to get needles. As I'm browsing the fabric, who do I see in the classroom, but a bunch of quilters from the Keswick guild. They were doing a pfaff club project. How fun to have a quick chit chat with them since I'm doing the program at their guild in a couple of weeks. So if I hadn't had a broken needle, I wouldn't have had the nice little visit.
To Ottawa with love
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