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And then I pulled it out. I made a gift for my sister. I made a fabric postcard for someone else. I made this dress for a Pickle. She runs around and gets dirty in it and drops berry stains on it. And goodness knows, will outgrow it amazingly soon.
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I've now worked my way though half of the stack of lovingly curated fabric cuts. Did I save my prize gift for something special?
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I did.
It's called "this moment."
Always be creative,
Marie Winfield