Even Better than Quilt Festival

Since I live so close to Houston, Texas, I usually can spend a day at the International Quilt Festival.  This year something else came up that required me to miss it, but I was okay with that!

Grandma and that Clever Chick, 30 years ago

Baby Clever Chick with her grandma, 30 years ago

Great-grandma, That Clever Chick, and baby E.

Great-grandma, That Clever Chick, and the next generation.

Aunt K and Clever Chick

Clever Chick with her aunt, 30 years ago

Aunt Wildhood and nephew

Aunt My Wildhood and nephew

The porch swing used to hang upstairs on the screened-in porch, but there's a big stair well there now.

The porch swing used to hang upstairs on the screened-in porch, but there’s a big stair well there now.

We have changed, just a little...

We may have changed, just a little…

The baby from 30 years ago with her own family!

The younger generation cleverly re-enacts the old picture.

I am so glad that we have been able to gather in this place so many times.  I cherish the sense of four generations holding hands across the decades.

Quilt Festival will be there next year.