Hi everyone!!!
To set the stage…
Somewhere in the desert south of Phoenix in the late afternoon.
We had previously made 14 quilts in 10 days and dropped them frantically into our quilters lap days prior. Sharon had finished quilting them and was ready for the big drop off.We decided to meet along the freeway somewhere south of Phoenix…. late in the afternoon along a dusty road the deal went down.
Two cars arrived on a desolate road in the middle of the dessert off interstate 10.Nothing around for miles …
The only witness was an innocent baby in the back of the van… but he's not saying anything.The exchange was made…
We hurriedly drove off back to civilization and a marathon binding fix.
If anyone had seen this meeting it surely would have been mistaken for a drug deal.
I can just see aerial surveillance and the border patrol descending upon this scene with angry dogs and guns blazing!
We got to laughing all the way home about how silly these quilt pick-ups would look to a non-quilter! We will show you all the goods in our booth!


Haha, I love this story! It would look pretty funny to see an exchange like that on the side of a highway. Have fun at Quilt Market!
ReplyDeleteThere is a reason we quilters call our fabic collections "our stash", and that the American Medical Association has officially designated quilting as an addiction.
ReplyDeleteI truely know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteLove your photos.
ROFL! That is awesome! What a great story.
ReplyDeletelol! love this....the pics are too funny.
ReplyDeleteOh...thanks for a really good laugh, I needed one today, and the pictures are really great.
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