Coburg Quilt Show

A beautiful morning with more than 200 gorgeous quilts and my Hubby. Can the weekend be any more perfect? ;-)

This is the annual Coburg, Oregon, quilt show as seen through the lens of my Hubby. Enjoy!





Quilts of only a few colors….





Showstoppers full of color…..





Some antique like this quilt top started in the 1940′s that is waiting to be finished…


The blocks of Dresden Plates found in an antique store that now have a home in this quilt…



And my inspiration for a new project…this is made with hankies and fusible interfacing.




I also discovered I need to start collecting labels from clothing, but I will definitely need patience!! This quilt was 30 years in the making! ;-)




This show is so inspiring and I have a lot to share so I’ll spread it out over the next few days! Wait until you see the landscape and theme quilts! ;-)

Until next time,
Happy Quilting!

Chore Revolt leads to Jacksonville (and Quilts!)

Like naughty children running away from home, my Hubby and I arrived in Southern Oregon on a recent Saturday afternoon. We had spent the morning poking along I-5 in an effort to escape the dreaded household chores. :-) (see Weekend Chore Revolt)

We ended up near Medford in the town of Jacksonville, which is a historic landmark.





Yes, the whole town is a national landmark – more than 100 buildings! A history lover’s haven to be exact. This is where gold was first discovered in Oregon in 1851.


Tickled to explore this big piece of Oregon history, we found a place to park right downtown and set out on foot with the idea of finding a place to eat. After all, we had been left famished by our earlier explorations.

True statement: I did not know it was there. (I’m not sure if my Hubby quite believes me, but it’s true!). After all, this was my first trip to Jacksonville.

Now, what do you suppose the odds are of finding a quilt store less than 100 yards from where we parked!? Lunch would just have to wait, right? :-)



Oh joy! This was a real quilt store, selling already made quilts, quilting-themed gifts and a little fabric – versus a quilt shop that sells mostly fabric. In addition to consigning quilts, the owner makes them to order. And like many stores today, the Internet plays a big role in supporting her business. I wish I had taken a picture of the consignment room.



It was a pleasure to chat with her as she used her long arm quilting machine. I got some tips that could come in handy if we ever want to invest in one of those big toys!

Confession: I did know about this next tidbit and even mentioned it to Hubby the night before. You know, in case we had time. ;-)

Figuring, that as a quilter, I would want to know this, the woman also filled us in on the town’s annual quilt show that just happened to be in progress at a nearby historic home. Hubby said yes to the quilt show, but we had to find lunch first. So with a recommendation in hand, we headed to an authentic Jewish deli, where Hubby pronounced the Reuben sandwich with the house-made corned beef to be “really, really good”. In food critic terms, that would be at least four stars – I think.


Fueled for more walking, we headed to the quilt show at the Beekman House, a prominent home that is only open to the public a couple of times each year. The home’s original owner was one of the town’s founders and banker with some other business interests as well.



The “quilts” hanging on the fence and high on the house are really banners made by attaching large quilt blocks to them. In previous years, the banners have been hung around town to advertise the quilt show.

The banners were fun to view, but there were also some beautiful quilts displayed both outside and in one of the buildings behind the house, too.





I thought this two sided quilt was a clever reminder not to touch the quilts without gloves. No chain gang for me!



The quilt store owner did this beautiful quilt which was being raffled off by the local guild.


Sadly, I have not received the call saying I won it. Someone else, though, is very happy. ;-)

Because it was getting late and we still had a whole town to explore, we did not take the guided tour of the house itself. I kicked myself the next day for not doing so because we learned that the house is a “locked down museum” and they are rare. I have never been in one.

In this case,”locked down” means everything in the house is original to the Beekman family and is placed exactly as they used them. Built in the early 1870′s, the Beekmans and their three children were the only family to live in the house. The last descendant died there in the 1950′s. According to the will, the house was to become a museum so it was “locked down” the day after he died. The Beekman bank in town closed in the early 1900′s under circumstances that created a “locked down” landmark as well. We did see that downtown, but glass partitions made it hard to get a good photograph.

This downtown building near the bank has continuously housed a barbershop since it was built in the 1850′s.


Going to Jacksonville on the spur of the moment for an overnight stay in the summer isn’t easy, but we lucked out and there were no Britt Music Festival concerts scheduled for the weekend. The room we managed to book on Friday night was a “nicely appointed”, but standard room so I did something I’ve never done before. When we checked in, I asked if it was possible to be upgraded. It was, and we were – to one of the historic homes in the heart of downtown!


The McCully House was built in 1860 and has been completely restored with a few modern amenities added, like air conditioning and private bathrooms. The room was beautiful! Too bad it was almost 100 degrees outside or we could have used the fireplace. :-)



We ate dinner at the bistro next door. It’s actually the kitchen and parlor part of the house, with the old patio enclosed. We ate on the new patio.


The next morning we went to the Jacksonville Farmers Market on the lawn of the old courthouse. We tried a quirky, but yummy cafe for breakfast and then caught the trolley for a guided tour of the town.




We knew we had probably walked most of the trolley route, but it would be fun to learn more than what was on the posted signs. The tour was how we learned about the locked down museums and we also learned more about the old churches in the area.

Mr. Beekman apparently was not a church-goer but the love of his life was, so he built this Presbyterian church as a wedding promise to his future father-in-law. Kind of a church-for-bride thing! :-)


The Catholic church and the rectory-turned-school were built in the 1860′s. Mass is still held in the small church every Sunday.



This early 1850′s Methodist church was not only the first church in Jacksonville, it is one of the very first churches built on the west coast. As you can see, it’s still standing and is still being used by the Methodists today. Not bad for an original $500 investment!


After leaving Jacksonville for home, we decided to toddle north along the back roads following the Applegate River towards Grants Pass. Back roads always have unexpected surprises, you know.

Like this:


The annual Lavender Festival was underway at Oregon’s various farms and since we were driving right by one, we decided to stop and pick some. Nothing like filling the Hubby’s manly truck with the scent of fresh lavender! ;-)






What a great date weekend with my best friend! Busy, but in a relaxing way. Just what we needed.

The only problem? When we got home we discovered the laundry, yard and gardening fairies forgot to come while we were gone!! Oh well. :-)

Until next time,
Happy Quilting!

Weekend Chore Revolt!

My Hubby and I just couldn’t take it any more and recently went away for the weekend. Tired of every Saturday being filled with endless chores we decided to go where no ugly weeds would be glaring defiantly at us, where there would be no piles of laundry, and… well, you get the idea. ;-)

We made a mad dash down I-5 to Southern Oregon. Okay, not so mad, more like a “poke along” since we stopped along the way for gas, then coffee and then a few chances to soak up some history as well. The first bit of history was in the tiny town of Wolf Creek. The highlight there is a former stage coach stop and wayside, which served travelers bound for Portland or Sacramento.



Built between 1868 and 1873, the Wolf Creek Inn currently has a restaurant, gift shop and is open for overnight stays. We took a self-guided tour of the building where many famous people have stayed over the years. Hollywood types including Clark Gable, Carol Lombard, Robert Redford and others. Even President Rutherford B. Hayes stopped in for lunch.


Writer Jack London’s room is in the museum part of the building. The bed has an old quilt on it, which of course interested me. ;-)



Downstairs in the parlor area, there were other quilts displayed. I am fairly sure these are old quilts (or really good, stained replicas!), but a third one was definitely a new quilt so I didn’t take a picture of it. These two were quite nice, though.



Over the years, the Inn has been used by many different kinds of travelers. Apparently the attic (which was locked because it now houses the heating & cooling system) was used by ranch hands passing through. They couldn’t afford a room, but paid a few cents to sleep across the rafters. The upstairs ballroom used to have three guest rooms, each with its own window. You can see the outline of the rooms on the ceiling.


The Inn has even been used as a commune! A group of “Hippies” owned it for a few years in the early 1970′s before the State of Oregon acquired it. After being restored, the Inn reopened in 1979 and is operated by the State Parks & Recreation division.

Our next history lesson was just a few miles away in the old mining town of Golden. Make that “ghost town” because all that remains is a few buildings under the care of a historical society and the state of Oregon.



The church was built in 1852 and looks very much like it did “back in the day”, except it needs a new paint job. ;-)



The intricate design of the steeple woodwork would make a great quilt pattern, don’t you think?

The old school house in is the process of getting a new foundation. My Hubby really got a kick out of the doorstop – recognize the VHS machine? It was almost like going back to the future!



The general store is still standing and the cemetery was used as recently as 1995 for a veteran’s burial.



If you read the sign in the photo above, you know this was an area rich in gold. The mining fields are also being restored. Ponds are being created where the dredge went through.


Along the path, some interesting plants:

Wild sweet peas

Oregon grapes

Madrones with their peeling, red barks

And the dreaded POISON OAK!

Back in the car, we’re headed for Jacksonville which deserves its own post, plus there’s a quilt show to mix with the history!

Until next time,
Happy Quilting!

Drum Roll, Please!!!!!


**I have been following the progress of this quilt since it was started. It’s absolutely stunning! **

Originally posted on Passing Down Crazy:

After three and a half months, the Kid’s World Quilt is complete and is hanging on the wall in its new home.

First of all, the back story.  I got a call from our pastor in March asking if I’d be interested in making a quilt for a wall in the new kids addition at our church.  I immediately said yes.  Originally it was going to hang over a stairway.  After some discussion between the powers that be that decorated, it was decided it would hang on a two story wall at the front of the building.

On March 26th, I headed to Grubers and bought fabric.  The next day, I started the quilt.

First the grass, and then the sky.  The next step was the sun.  By the end of April, the tree was added.  In May, I started making birds and animals.    In…

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Gardening with Fabric

We have a small back yard, but we love fresh veggies.

Everything we plant is in raised beds or containers – and of course they have to be dog proofed to keep our 73-lb. Labradoodle from digging or harvesting before we do!

This morning I took a tour to see how things are doing:

purple cabbage


summer squash


future pesto (basil)


yellow sweet peppers


Japanese black truffle tomatoes (will get purple colored when ripe)


Because of space we also trellis all of our vine plants. Cucumbers do fine on their own.


Melons, on the other hand, need a little help because of their eventual size and weight. That is where my fabric stash comes in handy! I make “hammocks” for each melon. :-)



Love the tastes of summer!
Until next time,
Happy Quilting (and gardening)!

End of a Road Trip!

**For the sake of transparency, I am home now and just catching up on my road trip posts. Thank you for following this adventure!**

It’s almost over, my precious time with Dad. It’s Father’s Day (I told you I am behind!!) and I can’t think of a better way to spend it than with my Dad. One last day on the road together with two more states to travel through by sunset.

We leave Rawlins, Wyoming, bright and early to continue West. I finally get to see large herds of cattle (click on the photo and you will see all the black dots really are beef steaks in the making!), but the only one cowboy riding a horse. The rest are on ATVs.


Today as we climb in elevation, we cross the Continental Divide not once, but twice.


This part of Wyoming is known as the Great Divide Basin.



The large area is completely surrounded by high ridges with no water outlets, not that there is much moisture to be trapped in this area anyway! The grasses are short and sparse so it’s not the best land for grazing, but it is rich in oil. Earlier we saw big refineries at Cheyenne and this one at Sinclair (yes, like the oil company) just west of Rawlins.


In the Great Basin Divide, it appears folks make their livings from either oil or minerals. Mile after mile you see wells and small processing or holding plants.



There is also mining, but Dad and I could not figure out what was being extracted. Didn’t quite look like coal, although that is mined in Wyoming. It might have been trona or soda ash.



Even the barren scenery can be beautiful. Just look at these rock formations!





As you pass through this desert, you are offered glimmers of civilization ahead:



Until you finally reach “Little America” — a really large truck stop, gas station, hotel, gift shop, and restaurant.


I-80 is a major truck route, so no wonder Little America advertises its large number of deluxe showers! I tried counting the number of trucks I saw coming toward us during a 10 mile stretch of the interstate and lost count at about 160!


Now in case you have forgotten, I’m checking out as many quilt stores on this trip as time allows. This sign is just cruel!!


You see it is Sunday and most quilt stores are closed on Sunday! This was in Wyoming, so I didn’t care too much because I had been in a shop in Cheyenne, but we are heading into Utah and all the stores will be closed!!! I should have talked Dad into spending the night in Utah, just so we could visit a shop!! ;-)


Now I can guess what you might be thinking – poor girl won’t get any more shops on this trip because it’s ending on Sunday. True, we arrived in the Boise area on Sunday evening and yes, the shops were closed. But you forget, I still have to drive to Oregon and wouldn’t you know, Monday morning the shop in Caldwell, Idaho, was just opening as I was passing through headed toward the Oregon border! ;-)




A little potato fabric (what else!?!) and some Route 66 fabric (just like I saw in Illinois and should have bought!) and I was back on the road for home.

Just for the record, I went to  quilt shops in 10 of the 12 states I visited – Oregon, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Nebraska, Wyoming and Idaho! (I still think the Denver Airport should have a quilt shop.) Not bad and all the thanks goes to Dad for indulging me in this obsession! ;-) (My sister and nephew also get credit for taking me to the Minnesota shops!)

Sadly, my great adventure with Dad is over. People have asked me if I enjoyed it and would I do it again? Yes, and in a heartbeat!! Thank you, Dad. Thank you for letting me share this journey with you. I will treasure it always.

Until next time,
Happy Quilting!

We Are Storm Chasers!

Having visited the Midwest many times, I can tell you if you like to watch storms then the Midwest is the place to be! This trip was no exception. :-)

Several times on our trip, Dad and I tuned into local radio stations trying to figure out if the storms ahead of us were something we should be worried about. Think tornados.

In Illinois, the tornado watches/warnings were in the county just north of us but we were safe.

In Missouri, the clouds were hanging low, but the storm warnings were south of us.


Heading into Grand Island, Nebraska, the rains were pounding and lightning knifed all around us. I was driving, so no pictures, but the radio station kept warning to take cover if you were in certain areas. However, the names of the counties meant nothing to us and we made it to the hotel safely. ;-)

Approaching Cheyenne, Wyoming, though was a bit different. Again, the sky was dark ahead of us but it looked like we might skirt the storm. Watching lightning crash to the ground is cool, until it gets too close! Dad was driving, so I do have pictures of the storm, but the lightning would not cooperate. ;-)


The clouds this time were really low and swirling. Like the rest of the traffic, we kept going.



Just as the rain started, I saw a couple vehicles on a parallel road turning around. They were Storm Chasers (as in tornado hunters!) and they were now going in the opposite direction! YIKES! I noticed then the road they were on was ending, so they had to turn around.

Then came the hail and traffic slowed way down. Dad just said to keep an eye on the sky and if a funnel cloud dropped we would decide what to do then. He is so calm. :-)






Fortunately, we could see the end of the storm and passed through quickly. Amazingly there was no hail damage to the car, despite the size of the stones.

This is what the storm looked like from the backside in Cheyenne.



Good thing we had the quilt store in Cheyenne to relax in afterward!

Until next time,
Happy Quilting!