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Quilt Show Buys

I've been tucking a little money away all year so I could shop at the county quilt show, and this was my haul. As I mentioned before I really meant to skip fabric this year, but I saw some bargains I couldn't pass up (and now that my calendar project for next year has shifted back to quilting I needed some.) I spent about half my money in the guild's boutique buying things they made like the placemats and chili pepper hot pad; this helps support their work. I also got some fabric carrots and a pin kit.

I visited many of the vendors, who offered some very cool bargains. One was this mystery bag from The Quilted Peacock.

Lots of scrap and yardage fabric inside, plus a book quilt pattern and a walking foot for a Janome. I'm going to pass along the latter but I might make a book quilt out of all the fabrics. :)

One vendor complimented me on my OOAK shirt, which a dear friend made for me. So I bought these embroidery threads from her booth. You say nice things to me, I buy something from you. :)

I met the guild member who made this adorable note pad holder as I was checking out at the guild boutique; this is the kind of thing I love about shows.

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