Saturday, February 3, 2018
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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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ReplyDeleteI 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.
ReplyDeleteI really like this too... Pogo and I thank you.
ReplyDeleteLucky little Pogo.
ReplyDeleteI love this. And you reminded me of some fabric I bought 30 years ago ...
ReplyDeleteI have bins of fabric in my basement. Does Pogo need anything else?
ReplyDeleteAs the quilters say, "She who dies with the most fabric wins." :-)
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