I live less than 20 miles from The Scarlet Letter's home base, and was too cheap to pay the postage for a chart alone (planning to use linen and threads of my own choosing for my Margret Lawrance project). So I called Marsha and asked if I could pick up charts for my stitching buddies and me. She said yes, and by the way, did I have 4-wheel drive??
So, the driveway onto her property is a steep hill, and it was solid ice. SOLID ICE. (This picture shows the view going back down. I was too intimidated on the way up to stop for a picture.)
It was a teeth-clenching journey up that hill. Made it up in OK shape, but for the walk from my car to the door, I had to use my best old lady walk. Quite a sight. I was NOT going to end up with a broken ankle or worse. Although if I had broken something, perhaps I could've camped out at The Scarlet Letter for a few days...or maybe until spring.
Marsha could not have been more gracious.
I was not there to impose on her nor did I expect a tour of the whole place, but even in her shipping area, she has glorious antique and repro samplers framed on every wall. Heaven. She pointed out the original Margret Lawrance. Swoon.
And the original Dorothy Walpole.
Marsha also owns samplers stitched by each of Dorothy's three daughters. One is charted.
Sampler charts in hand, my car and I crept back down that steep, icy driveway without incident, and my brush with stitchery greatness was over. We can hope, hope, hope that maybe she'll have an Open House sometime. In better weather.