Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Doll Quilt
This is my second quilt. I made up the pattern as I went, and I think it turned out pretty cute. It's a doll quilt (about placemat size) for my neice, for her Groovy Girl doll.
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