I debated with myself for a while on whether or not this truly belonged on Crafty Mo, but ultimately decided that it was more of an experience than a project. So, I give you - Quilt Gathering 2009!
Quilting is not the only activity that takes place here. This year we had a fruity pincushion project. Aunt Owl Owl has her disected pear parts assembled, with fusing attached, waiting patiently for assembly while the needle is threaded.
Her fearless daughter is nearing the pear assembly completion point. Amazingly I don't have any pictures of completed pears. My mom made hers out of pear batik fabric, very cute.
Besides stitching on projects, we also have roaster pans of goodies for everyone. Since this gathering is a celebration of my maternal grandmother, who sometimes stored her projects under her bed in roaster pans, we each get a new storage container each year. Sometimes it's roaster pans and sometimes it's other fun vessels. Last year it was canvas bags we got to decorate.
Besides stitching, we.....gather.
.....and gather some more......
...and then we have show and tell. This is the only picture I have of show and tell this year. This is a little piece my Aunt Lou Lou cranked out for my guest, KAES, which coordinates nicely with the American Hero project KAES brought along to work on at the QG.
With this group there is always some kind of pranks or sneakiness going on. Here is a project that my mom cut out and drew seam guidances on for my Aunt Owl Owl........while she was sitting next to her. She even asked her several times what she thought about it.
The matriarchs are in fine form here; Mom, Aunt Lou Lou, and Aunt Owl Owl. Fearless leaders of fun, laughter, and life.
The next generation, my sister and I, continued the family reunion weekend with a road trip to see our paternal Aunt Char and Dad on the east side of the state. We crashed at Mom's for the night and related our milk saga to her in the morning. As we were the last to leave the QG site, we got the fridge leftovers for our journey. This included a half gallon of ice cream, a box of popsicles, and two quarts of milk. After our journey begins my sister explains her hillarious laughter to me by way of telling me she has developed a lactose intolerance. Due to the relative heat wave and desire to not destroy the rental car, I ate the ice cream and we shared the popsicles. By the time we got to drinking the milk all I could say was 'Mmmmmm...milk'. I don't even like milk and I haven't had ice cream since.
I debated with myself for a while on whether or not this truly belonged on Crafty Mo, but ultimately decided that it was more of an experience than a project. So, I give you - Quilt Gathering 2009!
Quilting is not the only activity that takes place here. This year we had a fruity pincushion project. Aunt Owl Owl has her disected pear parts assembled, with fusing attached, waiting patiently for assembly while the needle is threaded.
Her fearless daughter is nearing the pear assembly completion point. Amazingly I don't have any pictures of completed pears. My mom made hers out of pear batik fabric, very cute.
Besides stitching on projects, we also have roaster pans of goodies for everyone. Since this gathering is a celebration of my maternal grandmother, who sometimes stored her projects under her bed in roaster pans, we each get a new storage container each year. Sometimes it's roaster pans and sometimes it's other fun vessels. Last year it was canvas bags we got to decorate.
Besides stitching, we.....gather.
.....and gather some more......
...and then we have show and tell. This is the only picture I have of show and tell this year. This is a little piece my Aunt Lou Lou cranked out for my guest, KAES, which coordinates nicely with the American Hero project KAES brought along to work on at the QG.
With this group there is always some kind of pranks or sneakiness going on. Here is a project that my mom cut out and drew seam guidances on for my Aunt Owl Owl........while she was sitting next to her. She even asked her several times what she thought about it.
The matriarchs are in fine form here; Mom, Aunt Lou Lou, and Aunt Owl Owl. Fearless leaders of fun, laughter, and life.
The next generation, my sister and I, continued the family reunion weekend with a road trip to see our paternal Aunt Char and Dad on the east side of the state. We crashed at Mom's for the night and related our milk saga to her in the morning. As we were the last to leave the QG site, we got the fridge leftovers for our journey. This included a half gallon of ice cream, a box of popsicles, and two quarts of milk. After our journey begins my sister explains her hillarious laughter to me by way of telling me she has developed a lactose intolerance. Due to the relative heat wave and desire to not destroy the rental car, I ate the ice cream and we shared the popsicles. By the time we got to drinking the milk all I could say was 'Mmmmmm...milk'. I don't even like milk and I haven't had ice cream since.