Butch and Dan played golf in the afternoon and I can't really give an accurate report of the score. When I asked later, Dan prefaced Butch's score with "The way you count it..." I didn't want to get any deeper into that.
Ann, our niece Abby, and I went out for lunch and then on a search for the International Quilt Study Center and Museum on the east U of Nebraska campus. If you don't know for sure where you are going, I recommend leaving the driving to a fearless twenty something who thinks she might have been there before. After a couple of loops and questioning some students we landed at an amazing building. At least check out the structure in this link and you'll see what I mean.
International Quilt Study Center and Museum
There are currently three main exhibits. One of quilts made from kits, one of signature quilts, and one of log cabin variations. One of the latter types is shown on the right. There was also a display of contemporary quilts in the lobby, including the one on the left which a Lincoln woman made as a high school graduation present. Each square contains a Shel Silverstein poem and the fabrics all have musical notes to signify her son's's favorite book as a child and his current interests. The creativity of quiltmakers never ceases to amaze me. And yesterday was Silverstein's birthday to boot.
The only fly in the ointment of this lovely day was a fly...and his six bazillion relatives. And mosquitoes. And a number of bugs I have never seen before. Apparently, recent rains have produced a bumper crop. So now, I have some killing to do.