that i mentioned yesterday. All the Deb Threads out of it, on the round Basket of Things, i looked at it today. Separately. As itself. the things that were in it prior to her Threads. All that i've had for a long time years . But the bag its Self. How i remember seeing it in that hallway closet with my mother's stuff and really wanting it……i think from when i was Emrie's age. Six or so when i was heavy into making Worlds of shoe boxes for my plastic horses. Wanting it to keep Stuff in but she wouldn't give it to me. It was one of the very few things i TOOK of her's as an adult, when she died. Photographed here on the old wool blanket that "keeps" me in winter….time to put that away till next time. Am not much into naming things, but the blanket is known as Big Pink. Some of these threads were also from that closet. The scrap of cloth…from Jude years ago…don't know how it made it's way in there. or why.
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