There’s a famous movie line from “Treasure of the Sierra Madre” about “we don’t need no stinkin’ badges…” It’s been widely quoted, mis-quoted, paraphrased and borrowed.
And it’s wrong. We do need these badges.

There’s a famous movie line from “Treasure of the Sierra Madre” about “we don’t need no stinkin’ badges…” It’s been widely quoted, mis-quoted, paraphrased and borrowed.
And it’s wrong. We do need these badges.

To my mind, everybody loves scrap quilts. I’m probably biased.

Three days. Three parts. Thirty-one designers – but a total of thirty-six women. (If I counted that correctly.)

As per usual, Quilt Market was a feast for the eyes. As someone who was a camper and counselor for ten summers, I loved Camp Moda. There were so many perfect touches I practically burst into a chorus Kumbaya. (Luckily for everyone there, I restrained myself.)
