Goodville, Pennsylvania is just a blip of a town. You drive through it before you realize you even arrived. Its biggest claim to fame is the legendary hoard of quilting fabric in Obies Country Store, an unassuming clapboard house with a 1960s sign over the porch.
A friend and I went fabric shopping there last week, like going to Fabric Mecca on Holiday. I was overwhelmed just by stepping inside. This is extreme hoarding without the bad smells or squashed cats.
I didn’t die, either (though you wouldn’t know it from my prolonged absence from this blog). Thank you, faithful readers, for coming back to look day after day after day!
A few weeks ago I bought a vintage quilt on eBay. A crazy colored quilt. A cheap quilt that no one else wanted. But I think it’s flat out wonderful.
Technically this is a comforter, not a quilt, because it’s tied, not quilted. Click here to see more!
If you were at the thrift store power-shopping through the linens rack that’s usually jammed with ugly modern comforters and floral curtains in weird colors, flipping the hangers fast because you’ve never seen anything worth getting on that rack, but you just never know. . . and then you spied this:
Would you make a noise that sounded like a startled elephant? And simultaneously lunge for the hanger this thing was on, just in case the person standing 20 feet away completely mesmerized by the moving electric Santa dolls decided to grab it instead?
I can’t help myself. If it was textile-y at November’s Sage Farm show, I probably snapped a photo of it.
The same dealer who had the amazing Old Order Amish “Sunshine & Shadow” quilt also had this set of painted wooden “Color Cubes.” She didn’t think they were intended specifically for quilters, though. Instead, they were the equivalent of modern pattern blocks. My kids had a set of those and loved them! I can totally see a quilter playing around with these.
Hey, it’s still Thanksgiving, isn’t it?
At Lurayville there is still a lot of turkey in the fridge, along with apple-cranberry pie and pumpkin pie, so it’s still the holiday for us even though I’m going back to work today in the new-fallen snow.
We’re leaving our Thanksgiving decorations up, too. Which is easy, because there are only two of them: that melty plastic popcorn turkey, and this melty plastic popcorn Pilgrim boy.