The other day when I was at a friend's house, while I was waiting for her to get ready for us to go out, I took some photos of this little quilt I gave her several years ago. She keeps it in her living room, across the back of a chair. I hadn't really looked at it in a long time. I recognize pieces from my husband's wornout ties, old prom and party dresses that I bought at thrift stores for my girls to use for playing dressup, some bits of reupholstery fabric left over from recovering dining room chairs.
The Need for Space
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