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Scrapped memories

While working on this crazy quilt I find myself sitting and remembering more and more. Some of the scrap fabrics that I have go way back to when I shared an apartment with my sister who now lives some 3 thousand miles away in Seattle.

Each fabric scrap bring a memory. Dresses that were made for semi formals for my youngest sister. Her husband at the time worked for Time life and every year in the summer his company had a formal dinner on the Gateway Clipper line. The black one with sheer side panels, The silver short sequin one. There were others. I really wish I had kept pictures of them in a scrapbook.

Scraps from dresses that were made for work. Usually these dresses were made because I was too lazy to do laundry. Here is an example. It would be 10:00 at night and I'm trying to figure out what to wear to work. "No not that I don' t really want to wear that. This needs to be washed, that is worn some much now people probably don't think I buy clothes. " Then the fabric would catch my eye . "This could be a wonderful dress." I'd give the clock aglance, 11:30 " That more than enough time." Pull out the patterns for the dress. Find one that was closest to the look I want. Lay out the material cut it out and make the dress. I would get finish about 2:00 in the morning. I would go to sleep get up at 6:00 and on the bus in a new just made dress.

Scraps from skirts, t-shirts, toys, blankets, curtains, pillows, etc. Lots of UFO as well. And some projects that just went terribly wrong but I kept because I was sure I could fix the problem. Example, I was making a dress and the pattern needed to be altered to fit me just right. I measured twice cut once and had basically completed the dress it just needed finishing touches so I try it on or shall I say attempted to try it on. Does not fit at all. Looked like two pigs fighting under a blanket. I would keep it because I was sure I could fix it. It took me 2 days just making adjustments to the pattern.

So in putting these scrap of fabric together I decided that I would make blocks in the style of a crazy quilt and them frame them in a solid color. Since this is going to be for the guest room I will have to make some pillow shams as well. This is going to take a little more time than I thought it would so I will be working creating a line of clothes for me this spring/summer. There by creating more memories to be scrapped!

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