When I booked my trip to America I made sure to allow extra in my budget to bring home a couple of old quilts. I really did only intend to buy a couple so when I found two lovely ones at an antique market in Kentucky I thought that would be it. But then.... we were in a second hand store in New Holland, Pennsylvania and I saw a lovely pink, white and green quilt hanging over a railing. The price was right so now I had three to somehow get home. On our last weekend we visited an indoor antique market in Adamstown and I was quite pleased with myself to reach our meeting point having only bought a few vintage feedsacks. The problem I hadn't counted on was Tammy. She arrived at the place we agreed to meet and was about to burst with enthusiasm - she'd seen a couple of quilts I would like. I went off with her to look at them thinking that's all I'd do. One of them was just my thing but I did try and walk away without buying it. While we stood at an automatic teller to get out some cash I started thinking that I would regret not buying that quilt. I never see such good quality old quilts in Australia at such a bargain price. So, I went back to the lady and bought it!