Postcard from Pax

 I got caught in the snarled air travel from Pax.  My weekly commute includes two legs - I travel thru Charlotte to catch a prop plane to a small airport in eastern North Carolina.  I knew I wouldn't make it from the small airport to Charlotte, so I rented a car and drove five hours to increase my chances of getting home for the weekend.  My Indiana winter driving skills got me there safely.  I waited in line for two hours to get booked on a flight the next morning.  Unfortunately, there were no hotel rooms available - my only option was to spend the night at the airport. Amazingly, I had a quilt packed in my luggage!  I finished hand stitching the binding earlier in the week and the quilt was packed to bring home. 

Airports get pretty cold in the middle of the night.  I wrapped up and covered my head to get a bit of privacy.  I've only traveled with a quilt twice - someone was looking out for me!  Here's a peek at the back -

Add it to the Pile

Among my cache of quilt ephemera was a photo of a T block doll quilt.  It was made of scrap and muslin.  I really thought that I was going to make a copy of it, but ended up with this version, made of charm squares.

Sometimes you just need to listen when the fabric speaks to you.