I spent last weekend enjoying my hometown celebration. I love a good hometown celebration, and my hometown's is the best! In recent years, a quilt show was added to the festivities. The quilts are hung between trees on the lawn of a church. And even better, it is right across the street from my parent's house where I grew up. The show is non competitive. No judges = my kind of quilt show. Here is a sampling of some of the quilts. I quilted all of these but two, which were hand quilted by my aunt and grandma. I am humbled to say that I was well represented.