Here I am in Lancaster just two days after surgery on my broken wing. No ribbons or money, but because you are judged into the quilt show, you are considered a semi-finalist.
This is the best I have for pictures as dear husband was my right hand, my credit card and my chauffeur so I am not going to complain. He was a trooper throughout the whole trip.
I am thinking you gals who are hand quilting your quilts will have a good shot at a prize, so keep up the good work.