Saturday, February 3, 2018

3/Objects

The length of cherry-red corduroy came from a high-end fabric outlet 35 years ago. I envisioned a little jumper with cute buttons, size 6X. I never sewed it. The corduroy has languished in my attic all this time. Thursday I put it in my Salvation Army donations bag; Friday I retrieved it. Pogo the cat needed a cushion for his bed.
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7 comments:

  1. Indigo BuntingFebruary 3, 2018 at 10:37 AM

    At last, its purpose!

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  2. CedarwaxwingFebruary 3, 2018 at 11:33 AM

    I love this. Glad I am not the only person to hang on to stuff for that long, plan to donate it then take it out of the donation box.

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  3. HelenFebruary 3, 2018 at 12:23 PM

    I really like this too... Pogo and I thank you.

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  4. SabineFebruary 3, 2018 at 1:08 PM

    Lucky little Pogo.

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  5. MaliFebruary 3, 2018 at 2:49 PM

    I love this. And you reminded me of some fabric I bought 30 years ago ...

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  6. Kim HanniganFebruary 4, 2018 at 6:18 AM

    I have bins of fabric in my basement. Does Pogo need anything else?

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  7. SusanFebruary 4, 2018 at 12:24 PM

    As the quilters say, "She who dies with the most fabric wins." :-)

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