Chris had me pretty well fooled that I wasn't getting the gift of Blueberry Hill for Christmas but he did say we could talk about it as the summer drew closer.
After I opened all my presents on Christmas, my in-law's living room floor covered with balled up wrapping paper (it was a very generous holiday on all accounts), Chris called me into another room and gave me an envelope containing this beautiful card:
Heather Ross drew these lovely trees with three owls nestled together just for me! On the back is a sweet note from her.
Then Chris gave me another envelope, containing this card:
On the back is another note from Heather -- this one saying that my husband had reserved a spot for me at one of the Weekend Sewing Workshops at Blueberry Hill Inn. Do I have the best husband or what?
Both cards have taken up permanent residency on my inspiration board.
You simply must go read Heather's blog post about the workshop last year. And check out the Inn's website. It's not just a weekend of sewing -- it's like a retreat, or summer camp -- a time to learn, share, relax, eat gourmet food and, of course, sew! The idea of sewing past midnight in a beautiful Vermont barn, with a group of women who love sewing as much as I do, makes me want to jump up and down with excitement. I miss New England so much and don't get back there often enough. Vermont is the perfect setting for this dream weekend.
Best. Christmas. Present. Ever. I'm such a lucky girl! While I'm not very patient, I love having something big to look forward to. Thinking about the workshop will definitely get me through the winter ahead (and spring and summer...).





