George's first quilt shop

yesterday the weather was nice so we took a walk down to the local quilt shop.
The walk wasn't bad-- it took less than half an hour, but the sidewalks in this neighborhood seriously need to be re-done. At one point there was a 4" drop.
George was good at the shop, flirting with the ladies and being cute on demand. He was patient while I browsed the scrap bin but after 10 minutes or so I knew I'd be pressing my luck to dig further. I paid for my scraps and we headed home again. It was so nice to be with quilters again. I'm hoping for more nice days so we can add this to our weekly routine.