And then, behold the Fabric Shack. Which should be called the Fabric Palace. There was yardage to be had. And lots of it. But I was more excited about the company. It has been a bit of a slow start meeting like-minded people in Columbus. For much of the time that I've lived here, I've also lived out of suitcases, either travelling or living abroad for research, or sequestered in my parents' kitchen, writing (because I have the attention span, and therefore work ethic, of a three year old). When I finished grad school last fall, I was very relieved to finally feel like I was living full-time in one place, and excited to finally begin putting down roots. So, fast-forward to this weekend, and I found myself at a table with some of the most talented ladies you'll meet.
Its enough to make a quilter star-struck. On the drive home, I admitted to feeling very small and un-crafty in such lofty company. But I am grateful for the new friends, and the inspiration I came home with, and I am looking forward to our next meet-up, as I figure out what on earth I'm going to do when I grow up.
(It also seems that I somehow came home with two packs of Nancy Drew fabric...)