I won a free weekend at a town in Vermont that was very close to the Shelburne Museum. There is one building in the museum that is ALL quilts. I was in there for the longest time just staring at them. Because they are so old, there were no photographs allowed, but I still remember how beautiful they all were, and marvelled at the amount of time it must have taken, because many of them were made before machines. When I came home, I thought I would like to try my hand at quilting. And the rest is history.