These are my acorns.

With the demise of brick-and-mortar fabric stores in New England–they are few and hard to find–I have been loving my trips to town to a real fabric store.

I am loading up.

And I have no fabric-shopping guilt. After finishing fourteen quilt tops and using yards and yards of fabric last winter and the winter before that, I am ready to make more quilts once the temperatures plummet. And I have room on my shelves for the new treasures.

Sewing keeps me sane. But you already know that.

Tomorrow I’m going back for one more bit of shopping at Selkirk Quilts. I plan to spend a lovely long hour or so imagining the possibilities in all the fabrics I see and touch.