That being said, I will actually begin with quilting. The quilt auction for Third World relief was held last Saturday. Prices were really low this year. And by that I mean, really low. Quilts sold for prices that didn't possibly cover the cost of the fabric.
I had three quilts up for auction.
In kind of an interesting side note, quite a few years ago I had won the bid on the cutest quilt made by my friend, Jennifer. She had paper pieced every kind of vehicle she could think of, used cute buttons for wheels and hand quilted it. It was a fun quilt that hung on the changing table wall through three of our grandchildren at Aaron and Christa's house. They outgrew it, gave it back and I decided to donate it back to the auction. Then in one of those sad twists of life, a good friend of ours lost a grown son during the very same week that his newborn son was diagnosed with a couple of challenging problems. Mark felt very strongly that he wanted to buy back the quilt (which we had just donated) and give it to our friend. We hope her grandchildren get as much enjoyment from this cute quilt as our grandchildren did.
Jennifer, Sharon and me
There are always varying theories on why some years a lot more money is raised than others. Naturally, during the quilting auction, for any given quilt you really need two people who want the same thing. But another thing I hadn't thought of is that weather plays a big factor. On years when the weather is cold and stormy, people are inside the gym bidding on quilts. This year the weather was perfectly warm and beautiful. So people were outside visiting....and eating. I'm sure the food booths saw a rise in their sales this year.
Charlotte was helping out in the zwiebach booth.
All the zwiebach are baked right on the premises so you can get them warm out of the oven, just ready for melty butter and homemade jam. I wish I knew how many were made, and eaten, during the sale, but I'm sure it is countless dozens.
photo grabbed from Caty's IG feed (@catyp24). Thanks, Caty. :)
In other news, March Madness is over for another year. Mark and I always fill out the brackets, but in a rather unconventional way. We choose round by round (that's the only way I stay interested through all those weeks of basketball). Then after the championship game, we count up the number of winners we chose correctly, and the loser pays the winner a whopping....$1. High stakes. And I was the winner this year. Which is always funny, as I choose my winners based on mascot, sentimentality for states I have lived in, etc. That undoubtedly drives any true college basketball afficionado nuts.
These started blooming. The best rose EVER. If you can have only one rosebush, make sure it is a Double Delight. They are not only gorgeous, but they smell divine.
I'll close this week with a picture of a new tree in our neighborhood. Obviously fake. But why? My friend, Debbie, actually got out of the car to touch it when driving by. You know, just to absolutely verify that it was fake. Turns out, it comes from the choir stage in her church. You just never know...
Anything random happening in your life? Do tell.