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A little baggie of cloth squares in my thrifted books & patterns lot turned out to be blank quilt labels, a few with duplicates. I love the retro look of these, and they probably date back to the eighties.

All of the books are in mint condition, also a bonus. They date back to the eighties and nineties. I plan to read them all this winter.

I'd really like to try some of these patterns and kits, too. These mostly have dates in the nineties, but there are a few eighties and seventies, too.

Onto the fabric that came with the books.

This included one lovely panel (for a pillow or possibly pillowcase) had a charming design.

It surprised me that the twelve fabrics turned out to be 14.25 yards altogether, with the majority being at least 1 yard. I'd date these back to the nineties as well, and aside from a slight storage smell they're all quite clean and in great shape. I'm very pleased with everything that came in the lot, so it was a good buy. :)

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