Friday, February 13, 2009
A box of crayons.
One of my customers today who owned her own quilt shop a few years ago, told me today how much she loved owning a shop. She said it was some of the best years of her life. Her shop was on her farm in part of her old dairy barn. She said that every day was like waking up and playing with a box of crayons, and all the crayons were sharp. It was a great analogy that once again makes me appreciate that I get to wake up and live my dream and share fabric and quilting with others. I am truly thankful.
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I for one am very glad you get to live your dream too.. Not just for selfish reasons like I get to hang out there at lunch but because you are Robert are great people and deserve the best however the lunch thing is really cool.. :-)
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