Some family friends of Christy invited us all up to their ranch in Montana, so we packed up our cars and headed out not knowing exactly what we would find when we got there. Actually, for a while we weren't sure we were going to get there at all.
The drive started out well enough.
The weekend was filled with shooting contests (Mason joined in with his "popper gun"),
We were almost totally off the grid. No cell service so we had plenty of time for ping-pong, pool, and board games.
The setting was so picturesque, we decided to get a few family pictures. Here's Mason doing his best cowboy imitation. In the first picture he's saying, "yeeee-haw!"
Of course, pictures can be so deceiving. Don't they look like happy, little angels?
It rained a little every day we were there and on the evening before we left we were gifted with this.
Here's the back. I had a few pieces of a Christmas panel that I thought would look smashing in the center.
I quilted it with a simple meander stitch and bound it with strips from several fabrics left over from the front.
Just like a piece of art, quilts capture moods, passions, moments in time. Even though technically this one is a Christmas quilt, it will forever remind me of the end of summer and our wonderful, family weekend in Montana.