Wow...I used to pass her place all the time when I was working. I had to drive up to Eugene or Salem a lot and took that road. I was always late and in a hurry on the way up and tired and just wanted to get home after a long day on the road on my way home. She had a big sign "quilts for sale", this was back in the 90's.
Also I was hesitant to stop as I knew I was not going to buy anything as I made my own quilts. I did not think I should bother her just because I was curious. One day when I drove by I saw the house was torn down and then a little later the house across the road was gone too. To be fair they were very tumbled down and raggedy. This film allowed me to meet the quilter and see her home. She and her place reminded me of my own dear MIL and her place. She is the one who taught me to quilt. Thanks for sharing.