It's some measure of the kind of people I run around with that when I get a present in the mail, it's likely to be something pretty strange.
So today there's a package in the mailbox from a certain very tiny town in far northern Wisconsin. And what's inside? This:
A lace tablecloth depicting Our Lady of Guadalupe, that's what. And a cryptic message: "Happy Easter".
Someone has been working hard to make sure I have more than my share of Our Lady of Guadalupe in my home. First there came this:
Several yards of it.
Then one Christmas I received this:
After a quilt retreat last fall, I came home with this:
And I have shown you these already, also gifted by friends.
Once a Catholic school girl, always a Catholic school girl, I guess. And I have lots of stories, all true.