When the lady at the quilt shop started talking, she sounded just like the sheriff in the movie "Fargo". It was all I could do to keep from smiling. It was also great to see Wini in her element at the fabric store. I've even learned a few new words like "fat quarter", "fat eighth", "panel", etc. It is a part of my continuing education in the world of quilting.
So far, North Dakota is much like Eastern Montana except there are more rolling hills and more oil wells. The prevailing westerly winds continue to aid my journey.
God is good.
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