F is for Forgetful. I pulled out the BIG box of scraps last week while working on the next section of Folk Art Gathering. Now it's true that I haven't gone through that box for over a year now - well prior to our move. While I expected to be delighted at the sight of some old fabric friends, I did not expect to find this:
A nearly complete little quilt top. A design by Cheri offered on her blog during the holidays in 2010. It lacks only the embroidery embellishment (see E for Embroidery and you'll better understand.)
What I don't understand is this:
To be perfectly honest, I don't even remember making it. Though I know I must have. Everyone of the fabrics is from my stash. Another design by Cheri, it lacks only a quick wool applique on the wide black border before quilting.
These finds really brought home to me what a fog I was living in for all of 2010. I'm so thankful that the only fog in my life now is the marine layer that comes in from the coast. That's my kinda fog.
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