Bob had all those little pieces of wood in a white plastic bag. You know, the bark that jumps off the log, etc., etc.. Well, my eyes did a dance on that plastic bag, and I don't mean a happy dance.
I made a mad dash straight to my stash and found some fabric from Japan. I like it where it is, and my eyes feel much better now.
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Phyllis, you have such great ideas in that pretty head of yours! Love the material!
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