... there was this place called Sewjourn. If you've been reading here for a while you'll know how ace a weekend at Sewjourn is, and Cup Weekend (yep, another long weekend, hip hip) was no different.
We took the rain with us again, although thankfully it wasn't quite as apocalyptic as last time and after a bit the sun did grace us with its presence.
I took remarkably few photographs this time, which I think is testament to how much fun I was having just being in the moment. I did a spot of knitting, a wee bit of essay preparation, some cooking, a whole lot of eating, enough laughing to keep me going for some time to come, and some quilting.
On the first day my quilt looked like this ...
... and on the second day it looked like this.
There's Kate. Hi Kate!
On the last day it had a deep blue border around it, of which there is no photographic evidence.
Others were busy too. The Kates were industrious with their quilting and knitting and felting ...
... Sue made couch covers and a parliament of wols ...
Yuki knitted and sketched and made the most fantastic Japanese meal, Janet and Jenny sewed their hearts out, Kate pointed imperiously (that shot makes me laugh, although please excuse my bottom) and Felicity did amazing Miss Havershamish things with white linens and lace.
There were a few hiccups. Kate flew in from Adelaide for the weekend but her luggage went awol for a few worrying hours before the airline couriered it to her, Jenny remembered sewing gear and bed linen but forgot to bring her bag of clothes (thank heavens for the Lancefield op shop which supplied her with clothes and pyjamas for the weekend), and Janet's car broke down as she tried to return Kate to the airport at the end of the weekend, necessitating a quick shift of luggage into my car and a call to the RACV for Janet.
But on the whole of course it was delightful and wonderful and hilarious and well, you know. Awesome. There's nothing quite like hanging out with kindred spirits.
This was the last of our 2010 craft weekends and it's been an amazing and rewarding journey of nurturing friendships, developing the vibe of the tribe, finding the right path. Thanks to my co pilot Janet and to everyone who's come to one or more of our weekends this year. Here's to next year. And the ones after that. And to the ones when we're in our seventies. Oh yeah.
PS. Also, because you asked nicely, a soap tutorial is on its way.