Aye! Home safe and sound. One of the few times that all my flights departed and arrived on time. David and I travelled up to Whistler first before heading to the airport. I finally walked in my front door on Sunday at noonish.
It was a fantastic trip and I'm very sorry it had to end. Learning from Barb was such a privilege! Just getting a hint on how pleating is derived at was a real eye-opener. My tartan that cannot be named, almost defeated me. I had desperately wanted to pleat to sett, but it would not allow me and in the end I forced my stripe preference upon it's beastliness and I have it in it's death throes. It will be mine, oh yes, it will be mine.
I also have to thank Barb for Stardust. Can't wait to get that and watch it with the daughter.
Pics I snapped on our 3rd day:
The rabble-rowsing room:
Dee:
Michelle:
HHastings:
Okiwen:
Emily:
Plaid Preacher:
The Other Mary:
Benning Boy:
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