So I opened the box today after moving other boxes to the top of the pile in my so called closet. Now the pile of boxes and bags is about 12 feet tall I hope it doesn’t fall on anyone. It looked like someone (that would have been me) had sorted the swatches into a few bags, and then
Memory Lane
Getting To The Point
January 25, 2016. In a dark, dark box.
There’s this trunk I have that has been kept in many places, used for a “table” for my printer or books since somewhere around 1991-1993 when I quit knitting and left the home I thought I would always live in.