Embarrassed Zebra--
I stumbled onto a bunch of black-and-white cotton fabrics in ABQ. Prints, plaids, you name it. I put them together into 9-patches, sashed with a red bandana fabric, and it decided it would go to David (son of Sherry, my best friend in JHS, the maid of honor at my wedding), as a dorm quilt (he went to the University of Tennessee).

David wrote me a poem about it. I wept. And then, I LOST the damn poem!

You can see I've acquired the "curly" white wrought-iron bedstead, by now.



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