BEST.DAY.EVER! quilt at the Moda Bake Shop.

Check out my latest tutorial over at The Moda Bake Shop!  Then come back. Because, I have to tell you the story behind this picture.  I'll wait!

OK.  
So. 
I have a crazy love affair with this plane - my husband is OK with it - so it's all good!  
It is a 1949 North American T-28 A and is located at a municipal airport not far from my house.  
The pilot's flight pattern is often overhead while I am outdoors.  Which is so awesome!!  I'm telling you, you just can't miss the sound of it!  Be still my heart. 
Every time it flies over, I stop what I am doing, take a deep breath and just stare.  
When I have to drive into town I take a quick peek to see if it is there at the airport, blow it a kiss and go on my way.  
And yes.  I do the same thing coming home.
When my BEST.DAY.EVER! quilt was finished, I hopped in my car with my camera and quilt and drove around town taking pictures.  I wanted to find just the right spot.
On my way home I noticed my dear sweet trainer (T-28A) was parked and the hanger was open!  
Eep.  
My heart skipped a beat.  
I did a very fast and illegal U-turn and drove back to the site.  No cars were around.

(1948 Stinson Reliant - just one of the really cool planes here)

When I arrived I was greeted by the mechanic (very nice guy!) and two nice older gentlemen, who, after listening to me rattle on about how much I love planes and how enamored I am about the ones there in the hanger, sweetly helped me stage pictures on them. 

I'm tellin' you ... heaven.
Oh but wait!
It gets better!

I mentioned the plane outside.  
My plane.
I asked if it would be OK if I took a picture of my quilt on it (and yes I held my breath while waiting for an answer).  The mechanic was more than happy to let me and one of older men walked me out.
OK.  So go with me here.
Remember in jr high and you had a crush on a really cute guy who every time he said hello, you became week in the knees.  Ya.  I've got it bad!
The closer I got to the plane I could hardly believe this was happening.  I have only seen it at a distance and never thought I would have this amazing opportunity.

What you can't see in this picture is just how high the wings are off the ground.  I am 5'2" on a good day and these wings weren't much lower.  So you know what that means?  I had to climb to get on to them.

I climbed up the side of the plane, imagining all the servicemen who in the 1940's would have done the very same thing, prior to training for their mission.

Then when I reached the top I literally sighed.  I tucked a corner of the quilt into a hand slot, crawled half way out the wing, and I just sat there.  It was so incredible!  I didn't want the moment to end.
The irony of the name of this fabric and what actually happened the day I photographed it, is just uncanny!
It truly was the BEST.DAY.EVER!

Special thanks to Kathy for 

her beautiful quilting!  

I absolutely adore it!!  

You are just the very best!  

Love you friend!    

xoxo