Last October, Martin had some work to do in Houston. I went with him. We kind of considered it an anniversary trip. There happened to be a quilt show in Stafford - within two miles of our hotel.
I went, I shopped, I made out like a bandit.
While I was there, I met Cindy, who owns the Alford Inn in Van Alstyne, Texas. That, my friends, is only 20 minutes north of where I reside. She was demonstrating her long arm quilting machine at the show, and since I am in need of a long arm quilter, I arrived here this afternoon.
This old church, First Baptist to be exact, is right across the street. Funky.
Sorry. Got distracted. Anyhoo,
Her shop was lovely inside. I love this old washing machine full of remnants.
This old cupboard is full of Christmas stuff.
She has a great fireplace, but the coolest thing about the Alford Inn is that it is an inn. They have quilt retreats here. What a great place to gather with sisters and friends for a weekend of quilting. It's been tickling my brain. Anyone else?
Cindy and I made a plan for the boys' quilts, so I guess I'll be back in a few weeks to pick them up. I was in a hurry today, so not much time to shop. I'll have to save my pennies for next time.