Today we went to the Silver Threads Quilt Show. It was named after the Silver Thread Scenic Byway that passes around Creede and north toward Lake City. The Byway was in turn named after the silver mines that dot the area, past and present.
The quilt show was held in a community center like no other: it was blasted right out of the rock wall. There are 10,000 square feet of floor. Read about it here:
Underground Mining Museum
One of the old cars that will be in the Cruisin' the Canyon car show tomorrow.
I told Larry to stand and look at the quilt, so my picture would show perspective, and people would be able to tell how very big this quilt is. He *looked* at it, all right. He looked at it so closely and thoroughly, I'm surprised he didn't go cross-eyed! There's always a clown amongst us.
I noticed that when a few ladies went out one of the doorways into the hall leading to other big rooms, a few of them yelped and scampered sideways. I had to go see what the cause of this was -- and this is what I found.
I could've brought my Sunbonnet Sue quilt and had it appraised! This lady was doing appraisals.
This two-spotted stinkbug was on the seat of the pickup when I opened the door to get in. I was glad I noticed him before I clambered in and ker-plunked meseff down atop him! I sweet-talked him onto a plastic knife, and vewwwwy, vewwwwwy ca'fully (Ã la Victoria, age 2 or thereabouts) escorted him to a nearby flowerbed.
