Last week, I learned that a member of my guild had taken first place for a quilt in her county fair. At our last meeting, she had encouraged us all to visit our county fairs to support local quilters. I was genuinely surprised; I suppose in the periphery of my city-girl understanding, I knew that fairs featured 4-H projects and probably involved some minor displays of craftiness. The angst-ridden teenager that I was at my last fair attendance, however, had not taken note of the local handmade offerings. I decided it was time to revisit the sacred summer tradition.
