This is a blog about a dear memory. My husband and I are on our way to Houston 2023, but we are taking a long detour and combine the (my) fabric trip with some hiking and biking in Texas State Parks in very nice weather. A few days ago, we drove in our rv from Nashville TN to Lake Catherine State Park in Arkansas and we passed the area that gave me the following wonderful memories in the year 2016.
My Dutch friend Ineke had a quilt, one of her many incredible quilts, accepted at Houston festival and I had invited her to go with me to Houston. She had to see her quilt hanging at the International Quilt Festival, such an honor!
She flew from Amsterdam into Washington DC and together we drove to Texas in a big 16 ft truck, loaded with fabrics to be sold later at my booth at Festival. The plan was to visit the Quilt museum in Paducah, KY. Then a stop at Moda in Dallas and then in time in Houston for Market and Festival.
We chatted all the way, enjoyjng the amount of time the drive gave us and enjoyed Paducah, including Hancocks. For any European quilter used to only small shops, Hancocks is unbelievable in size. Ineke walked behind a grocery store size cart filled with bolts and couldn't believe her good fortune.
After Kentucky we entered Arkansas. It didn't take long to see the cotton fields, a first time for Ineke. We stopped at a safe spot along the side of a road and took a closer look at the cotton. 2 fanatic quilters, fascinated by the organic source of their passion. Wasn't this amazing?? Weren't we lucky to find this together?
As we got back to the truck we noticed a lot of white stuff on the road. Paper? Plastic? We discovered those were tiny pieces of cotton, like feather dust. Must be sensitive for wind, we thought.....