My best friend here, my quilt buddy, the one who inspired me and told me I could make "art, is moving over the mountains to the West side. It's not the other side of the world, but considering how seldom I get outside city limits it might as well be. They just found out today. It's a good move for them in every way. But I will miss her horribly and I don't know where I will find another person with such grace to share my little projects and my big hopes.
If you have a good quilting friend, cherish her/him. In this economy you never know what will happen next week. So everybody go have coffee/ tea/something a smidge stronger and toast my dear friend Tish.
Sunny