Fall is a Beautiful Time for a Drive to Indianapolis.
They were most amazed to watch through the lit oven door as the balls of cookie dough melted into flat cookies and perfumed the house with the smell of cinnamon and baking.
On the way home I stopped in Martainsville and saw Grandma Powell. She has again gifted me with more unfinished quilt tops. This time with four additional making a total of eight,
These quilt tops are also very old as seen in the fabrics. More treasure.