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Sharing a picture of my brothers, sister, Dad, and I as I think back to the last two weeks . . .  Austin's Uncommon Objects shows up on aficionados' lists of the country's best place to shop for antiques, and it absolutely lives up to its name.  Mark and I spent a couple of days in Austin on our way to spend time with his father and family over Father's Day.  I expect to post about portrait quilts that we saw in Kentucky soon, but we have been busily working with our architectural designer on floor plans, and are going to see Mark's dad for Father's Day, so am sharing these comments on color and creativity in the meantime.  A friend tells me that she and her husband have a don't-talk-politics-with-friends rule. If you have a similar rule and it extends to social issues, you'll want to jump to my third rave, about the book Nothing Much Happens.  While Cheri was seeing an untold number of quilts, I went about a mile to the south and spent the morning at the Paducah Railroad Museum.  |
