'Twas the night before Christmas,
And the quilts were not made.
The threads were all tangled, the cookies delayed.
The stocking weren't hung, the pantry was bare.
The poor weary Quilter, was tearing her hair.
Stacks of fat quarters, tipped over in streams.
Visions of Log Cabins, had turned into dreams.
When what to her wondering eyes should appear,
But a bus full of quilters with all of their gear.
They went straight to work with just a few mutters,
Sorting and stitching and brandishing cutters.
The patterns emerged from all of the clutter,
Like magic the fabrics arranged in a flutter.
Log Cabins, Lone Stars, Flying Geese & Bear Tracks
Each quilt was a beauty-even the backs.
Her house how it twinkled, her quilts how they glowed.
The cookies were baking, the stockings were sewed.
Their work was all done, so they folded their frames,
And packed up their needles, without giving their names.
They boarded the bus, and checked the next address.
More quilts to be made, another quilter in distress.
She heard one voice echo, as they drove out of sight,
Happy quilting to all and to all a good night!
~Author Unknown
Wednesday, November 21, 2018
The Night Before Christmas Quilting style
Saturday, November 17, 2018
Come and Join Us!
Sunanta”s Thai Restaurant
31 Macedon Street, Sunbury
Menu: Banquet $30.00
(If you wish to order from the menu rather than the banquet
please see Robyn at sewing or contact her via email)
Dietary Requirements: eg Gluten Free can be accommodated, prior notification is required so please speak to Robyn.
Numbers and payment required by the 27th November 2018
For further information please see Robyn at sewing or via email.
DIRECT DEBITS CAN BE PAID. PLEASE SEND ROBYN AN EMAIL ONCE
THIS HAS BEEN DONE.
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
Could this be us?
Thank you Lyn for sending the enclosed photo. It gives us an idea of what a church could look like when draped with quilts - gorgeous.
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