Quilt room gets a face lift..


It had been at least 10 years since it had been painted.  Since I had a month with no guests, surely the walls could be repaired and painted…..and it happened, but not without the help of several good friends and Amalio, the painter.

All the stuff had to be moved out and gone through.  It’s hard when you were raised by depression era parents who never threw anything away.