A sign of modern life. Driving through the village, spotting a hunched figure disappearing into the gaping doors of the green box and the feeling of foreboding hits you. Oh no. Surely not again. I’m sure these boxes are dotted around the country. As familiar a sight as the old […]
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Dear Daughter: About life’s gold dust
Dear Daughter I’ve made another patchwork square for your Dear Daughter quilt. This one is called Farmer’s Daughter. I fussy cut the bees for some pieces, but left others so they look like they are scurring under the centre pieces. It would have worked more effective if the red fabric […]
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