Slowly working my way through my fabric stash. Here's Christmas scraps and remnants. Maybe some oven mitts, mug rugs, patchwork puzzle balls, and aprons will help this pile of fabric to dwindle? Falling behind already!
My mom passed away a good number of years ago. Among her things was a little plastic bag containing this sketch and a handful of little dingle balls. When my niece was born, my mom's first granddaughter, I remember my mom working on a baby blanket to send along. There was a kind of Winnie the Pooh bear appliqued on top of a soft yellow background; that's my recollection. I remember at the time, looking at the finished bear and thinking what a funny little bear he was; kind of on the skinny side, I thought. I was with my mom the day she went to Hart's Fabrics in Santa Cruz, when she bought these dingle balls, a few snips of this and a few snips of that. It must have meant a great deal to my mom to have kept these things tucked away for all that time. It means the world to me to have them in my keeping.