Barn Quilt

 Christmas in the village was Saturday.  I picked up Neighbor Anita and we took off.  The craft sale is held in the Fire Station.  Usually the big rigs are parked outside.  Don't know if because it was below zero outside or there weren't as many crafters but the fire engines were left inside.  They keep those machines way cleaner than I do my car.  I wanted a winter wall quilt to put in the spare bedroom.  Found multiple that would do very nicely and picked one.  Also found one that I liked for spring.  Put those two aside.  The proprietress asked if there was anything else and I said I needed some fall placemats.  She said she had some and begin pulling out bins hidden under the table.  While she looked for them I admired a cloth book w/ quilted pages of the poem "A Visit from St. Nickolaus".   I loved that you could read it to a child, let the child chew on it, and throw it in the wash.  However, I don't know any children that young.  I put it aside when the lady produced two placemats that would be perfect.  She put everything in a bag for me - quite the bargain!  By this time Anita had made the rounds of the crafters, bought a few things, and we were ready to go.  We stopped at the library.  Kids were running around, Santa ho-ho-hoing, and Librarian Trevor was wearing an elf hat while he worked the front desk.  Next door in the village hall was the raffle.  Some really nice baskets so I bought 20 tickets and started putting them in the cups next to baskets.  One had a live Christmas cactus.  I anthropomorphised the little plant, felt pity that it didn't have a home, and dumped a bunch of tickets in for it.  Too early yet for the free chili and sandwiches served in the village meeting room but we walked in to admire the festive decorations and talk w/ people working.  Then drove to Maple Hill Farm.  Both Anita and I were in a buying mood so found stuff there also.   Both of us had skipped breakfast.  We stopped at Toad House and had their breakfast sandwich along with coffee/latte.   Eventually we made our way home.  I brought in my packages from the car and opened them.  Yikes!  The little cloth book I'd admired had been picked up by the crafter and was in with my wall quilts.  I knew the craft sale still had an hour to go so bopped on back downtown and was able to return the book.  Since I was there anyway, I stopped off at another craft table that had been selling decorated sugar cookies I'd admired but hadn't purchased.  They were sold out of cookies but still had pecan caramel corn.  Yes!  That would do nicely.