We are in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee near Pigeon Forge for this annual event.
Snow and ice were on the steep drive to our cabin.
A nostalgic moment.
Barbara made this quilt from Father’s pants. Mother said he never wore jeans.
Not everyone brought sewing projects to work on.
Ashton took me on a steep walk all the way around the cabin.
So, where is everyone?
… Oh, there they are!
Some of the cousins from the next generation are sewing right along with us.
Emily and her “Disappearing 9-Patch.”
Cheryl is having fun making a “string” quilt.