Zig Zag

The fences kind of reflect what I have done the last couple of days. Today I visited Hardin County, where they have got some really gorgeous blocks, such as the Lone Star above.

I didn't get to see as much of Hardin (or Lewis, when I arrived) as I would have liked. I spent a couple of hours with a nonagenarian (when was the last time you got to use that word?) who has a great story behind her barn quilt. She also--with the aid of the largest magnifying glass I have ever seen--carefully copied for me her complete genealogy, including dates and places of birth and death, going back to the early 19th century.

As we say here in the South, "Bless her heart."