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My father told me that his grandmother, Minnie, used to make quilts. They were not art, he assured me, just made up of snippets of old clothes , so as not to waste fabric and used to keep warm. He remembers one, he says, all in grays and blacks and plaids. Not art, he says, not meant to be beautiful. Sounds like beauty to me. Maybe even art...
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A mystery knit-along? Does that mean you have as little of an idea of what that pretty knitting is going to become? It looks lovely - angel wings, perhaps? Be sure to post the finished results.
Susan in Texas
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