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Reasons For Wanting

Real time me again. :) I saw this unfinished quilt top at the thrift auction, and the apple applique pattern is one from a magazine that I made in the past (26 years ago, in fact.) I gave my quilt as a gift to a kindergarten teacher, but I've always wanted one for myself. If I win this for my $9.00 max bid I can make it again with a lovely head start. :)

Something about this Asian scarf caught my attention. It looks like an import, and the fabric appear to be cheap synthetics, but the colors are beautiful. Much of the quilting I did early on when I started was in Asian fabrics, but again I gave everything away. I put in a bid of $5.00 for it in fond remembrance of the quilter I once was.

I made a Let It Snow mini quilt out of Fabscrap scraps a few years back and gave it to a friend. I'd like to have one for myself, because if I can hang this up during the holidays it will remind me of my friend and the one thing I like about winter (snow!) That's why I bid $10.00 on it.

I may not win any of these items, but it's fun to bid. I'll report back once I know if any of them will be coming to me.

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