While in Cincinnati, I left for a few days to attend QuiltCon, the Modern Quilt Guild convention, in Phoenix, Arizona, with my friend Diane. We stayed in Scottsdale, Arizona, with my friend Sheila. It was a fun time, we saw a lot of quilts, met up with some other people in our quilt guild, and saw the sights in the desert with Sheila and her husband David. Just a few highlights of that trip . . .
They have a grapefruit tree in their backyard, and a clever device for picking grapefruit—a long pole with a basket with some hooks on one side, so you can grab a fruit, it falls in the small basket, and then you can bring it down and have a tasty pink grapefruit for breakfast. We were hunter-gatherers for a few days as we went out to trap our breakfast in the picker every morning!
At QuiltCon in downtown Phoenix, we viewed what the vendors had for sale, tried to win prizes, and saw a LOT of quilts. The Best of Show was Sacajawea, based on a statue that stands up on a hill overlooking the Missouri River in Chamberlain, South Dakota. The quilt shows the front view of the statue on the front, and the back view of the statue on the back.
A shout-out to our fellow Cincinnati Modern Quilt Guild member, Fran, and her husband Tony--they were also staying in Scottsdale and gave us a ride into Phoenix to the quilt show, and back again that evening. It was a long day, about nine hours to see everything. There were hundreds of quilts, one more amazing than the
next. It’s kind of colorful quilt overload to move through all the ones on
display, but this one definitely caught my eye:
We also had a blast on an easy hike up to see saguaro cacti
(and prickly pear, teddy bear, chollo, and other cactus types) north of
Scottsdale at Cave Creek. With a view of the McDowell Mountains in the
distance, and folks on horseback wandering by, we really had a western
adventure, including a stop in the “old frontier town” part of Cave Creek.
We also stopped by the Maricopa Regional Park headquarters
and saw some snakes and owls, and got some stickers and whistles because they
were having an open house. In Cave Creek, we ate brunch for lunch at a
restaurant that looked out over the mountains and saguaros. On our hike, we
also saw a famous saguaro known as “the Michelin Man.”
We also saw a roadrunner out near Taliesin, but those things
are fast—I didn’t get a photo of it. Fortunately the cacti don’t move as fast;
I have a LOT of pictures of them.
Other sights on the trip included Camelback Mountain, which you can see from Sheila and David’s house, and a walk around the neighborhood, where we saw coots, ducks, a bald eagle, and a lot of citrus trees. The neighborhood is called McCormick Ranch, and it was once the cattle ranch of the McCormick family of Chicago, the ones that invented the thresher and owned the Chicago Tribune. Apparently, like the Taft Ranch in Texas, those northerners liked to come down to the southwest and lead the cowboy life occasionally.
On Sunday evening, we headed home and saw a lot less snow on the ground as we flew overhead (when we went out, almost the whole country we crossed was snow covered.) Diane left the next day for a trip to Florida; we will be heading that way in a few days ourselves. But Phoenix/Scottsdale was warm and sunny, and a very interesting place to visit with genial hosts and much to see!













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