Guess what I did...again...smile...

Yep, I went to the Kentucky State Fair...again!

I saw tractors....again

I saw quilts...again

I bought more honey...again

It was a great time...again...smile

And yes Virginia, there really is bluegrass in Kentucky.

Tulip Poplar and wild flower honey

When we went to the state fair this year our group of hardy gals indulged me and went to the agriculture building at the fair, which was a hike from the quilts. When we got there we all bought some honey and honey products. FYI for people around Louisville, there are 2 large bee colonies, I think that's what they are called. There is one in Eminence and one in Fern Creek. I happened to be standing near the Fern Creek area and these are the two types of honey that I bought. One is tulip poplar honey, the other is wild flower honey. The color of the honey almost describes the flavor. The darker tulip poplar is a stronger flavor honey with more "body" for lack of a better word. The man behind the counter recommended it and I do like it best. It's wonderful in a cup of Masala tea. The wild flower honey is in between the clover honey, which is milder and the tulip poplar honey which is a stronger flavor. This is the lighter color of the two. I think the clover honey is what you see most often. It's very light in color and maybe sweeter. I also bought some honey lotion which is fantastic. It has no smell and is very smooth when you put it on.

It was back to the fair on Tuesday...smile

Yes, another great time we had at the fair. Our little group of quilters spent hours wondering through quilts and horses and bales of hay. I took lots of pictures.. All the smart folks are going to the fair this year. Here's the quilters after a long day of walking. Rest up gals, thanks for indulging my honey whim.

Plaid fabric and Washington's Crossing

Before I begin this post I'm struck by a comment made by another blogger. After my comment on the Kentucky State Fair and the heat in an earlier post I received an e-mail conversation from Leigh at Cinnamon Sticks. She talked about it being freezing here. Isn't it wonderful and amazing that a little box with a monitor on our desks can bring someone from the other side of the globe into our homes, just to say hi and comment on our lives. It's great, I think.

Back to almost all things quilting. In another earlier post I wrote about going to NYC and West Virginia and around Washington DC. This caused my husband to want to find out more. So he went to the library to check out this book: Washington's Crossing, by David Hackett Fischer. After finishing my last book, I happened to pick his up and my gosh, so far so good, this is a good read. I highly recommend it if you like history, or have traveled in the northeast of America, as we just did.

I'm interested in word beginnings and phrases that have origins in the past. Believe it or not there is a word in this book that relates to quilting. Well, maybe not quilting, but, quilter's do use this type of fabric, it's plaid. Plaid is Gaelic for blanket. Here is a picture of a uniform worn by the Scotland Highlander's Forty Second Foot soldier in the American Revolution. The passage begins , "some of the men joined for the uniform. Reading on it says they wore plaid and parenthesis, Gaelic for blanket. I love plaid fabric and I didn't know this about the word origin. Hmmm...smile.

Book Review; Dvd rental review...

The Painted Veil book and movie review.
As is often the case, the book is better than the movie. I read the book first and found it to be an easy read. It's about a woman in the the 1920's that finds herself 25 years old and feeling like she needs to marry the first thing that comes along as her chances of getting married are dwindling. It is so nice that women today have choices, instead of being forced into a bad situation. But, in the end the bad turns good and you must read it to find out.

The movie fills the very few wholes that the book leaves and I believe the movie is set in China and the scenery is spectacular. I recommend reading the book then watching the movie. Especially if you are a hopeless romantic that likes period pieces like I do.