This morning when I pulled out of my hotel parking lot, I saw a rainbow:
I decided to follow the rainbow to the end, to see if there was a pot of gold.
There was!
This is a HUGE quilt shop full of lovely quilting goodies. The quilters in this area are blessed to have a treasure of a shop here!
Georgia is lovely in late summer. I don't want to imply that it is steamy here, but my glasses fog up every time I walk outside:
The southern quilters are lovely, and so is the southern food. Food like...
Fried pickles!
I have never in my life said, "Yum! Pickles!" Rather, I have been known to walk a mile to AVOID a pickle. A fried pickle, however, just might grow on me.
Tonight I am sitting in my hotel room, catching up on paperwork, knitting, and wishing I had a sodapop. It took about an hour and a half, but I finally worked up the energy to walk to the lobby to find this treat:
My 99th day in a hotel was a good one indeed!
I decided to follow the rainbow to the end, to see if there was a pot of gold.
There was!
This is a HUGE quilt shop full of lovely quilting goodies. The quilters in this area are blessed to have a treasure of a shop here!
Georgia is lovely in late summer. I don't want to imply that it is steamy here, but my glasses fog up every time I walk outside:
The southern quilters are lovely, and so is the southern food. Food like...
Fried pickles!
I have never in my life said, "Yum! Pickles!" Rather, I have been known to walk a mile to AVOID a pickle. A fried pickle, however, just might grow on me.
Tonight I am sitting in my hotel room, catching up on paperwork, knitting, and wishing I had a sodapop. It took about an hour and a half, but I finally worked up the energy to walk to the lobby to find this treat:
My 99th day in a hotel was a good one indeed!
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