i love how it goes. i begin a Cloth and am all happy and then, think...oh, eeee this isn't going to be able to happen and i go through as many of those 13 bags of scraps/fragments as it takes and suddenly....YES...it's going to work...and here we are again, this time with a piece of cloth that i have had forever, from Oregon i know, but not how....but do know from Oregon, when i went there imagining i would make a new life. and it turned out i DID, but it just wasn't in Oregon. and was a different life than i had imagined.
Life is so amazing when someone doesn't kill you first, before you've had a chance to find out how it can happen.
