Nothing recharges my quilting mojo like a trip to a real quilt shop. Shopping online just doesn't have the same effect. I'll admit 99% of my fabric purchases are online. The reasons being is I collect out of print fabrics and the truth be told convenience plays a big role when you live out in the boonies. It's a 30 minute drive to the local shop and I can't go to town in my jammies with my hair not brushed. Well I could and I have, bug not to the quilt shop. I'm sure if I lived in town I would spend more time in our local shop. So much so they might tire of seeing me.
I'm convinced the fabric manufactures are adding pheromones to fabric dyes because as soon as I open the door to the shop my heart starts racing, I take a deep breathe and sigh like a school girl in love.....This is the dimension of imagination. It's area we call The Twilight Zone..... Before I know it an hour or two have passed and it feels like 20 minutes.
The picture below is what I saw when opening the door. Stunning isn't she? What's the pattern? Who made it? I was in such a daze I didn't even think to look for the answer to either of those questions. I floated through the shop giddy like a kid in a candy shop.