This past weekend, I took a trip to my old hometown, Rockledge, Florida, to visit with family and, of course, deliver the much anticipated quilt of my grandmother’s to my mother. We all first enjoyed a yummy lunch at my favorite place to eat over there, Grills on Cape Canaveral. It was crazy hot day outside, but the view is always wonderful there because you are right on the water. We even got a look at the recent booster rocket that was recovered by SpaceX.

Grills is the only place I can get a decent fish Ruben these days. Today’s catch was mahi mahi. I almost didn’t take a photo of it because I was too busy eating.

Afterwards, we headed back to my parents’ house, and I pulled out the quilt from a large tote I had used to keep it safe. Everyone did the right amount of “oohing and awing,” and my mother proceeded to point out various swatches of fabric she recognized. I discovered that Grandma had acquired scraps from my mom, who also sewed a lot back in the day. Then we folded it up and hung it on a quilt rack that my dad had made for my mom.

It now has a place of honor right when you walk into their home, and it look great!