quilt camp and heath ceramics

I made my way out to Point Bonita today to join my friends who are at the YMCA facilty quilting. Quilt Camp, as I refer to it, is quite a scene. For many years I joined in on the festivities and it is always good to see people from this world. I took my first quilt class in January of 1975, and fabric and sewing machines have followed me through many career changes, moves, and hopefully will move into my "golden years". If the color of my hair is any indication the years are only silver right now. Seven members of my quilt group are out at Point Bonita and we were reminiscing about trips to Paris and  New York, and the house at Point Reyes where we enjoyed get-togethers. There have been college careers followed and new families started in all the years of cloth being cut into pieces and then rearranged. We were looking at old photographs of ourselves and were amazed how young we once were. It was a good visit.
On my way back home I stopped at Heath Ceramics in Sausalito. I was in search of a specific cup, which I did not find, but satisfied myself with a new tea mug. Heath represents Marin county to me, it is hard to explain, but it has been in business in Sausalito since the mid 1940's and every home I knew seemed to have a Heath ashtray. I believe I have a broken one somewhere under my potting bench that was my mothers. I couldn't bring myself to throw it out. If I ever win the lottery and build my house on the Owens River I may have to fill the china cupboard with Heath ceramics, interspersed with my Fiestaware, of course.