Five whole days without sewing. Without fabric. Without thread. Without cardstock. Without corduroy bags or reversible aprons or Etsy shops or blogs.
Instead, I spent a wonderful long Thanksgiving weekend at my parents’ house in Fernandina. And because there were no stashes of fabric or rotary cutters anywhere to be seen, I filled my days with family time, relaxation and other lovely events.
I took long walks on the beach with my mom, sister and this guy:
And this guy:
I went to my favorite Fernandina restaurant for lunch with Alex and my family, and we visited this great antique store downtown, which the owners had expanded considerably since last time I was there.
My sister and mom made pumpkin whoopie pies from scratch. I wish I could say I helped, but all I did was sample them to make sure they were as delicious as they looked. (They were.)
About six years ago, I made my parents a quilt for their anniversary.
My mom keeps it draped over a rocking chair in the family room. I’m glad she displays it, but I really wish they would get more use out of it. Mom, if you’re reading this, it’s okay to get dog hair on the quilt!
It’s so interesting to see what my style was six years ago. I created this quilt based on what I thought they would like and what I thought would match their home, but even with that criteria, it’s so different than anything I would make now.
For those of you who celebrated Thanksgiving, I hope you had a wonderful holiday with your families!