A plethora of Kona Cotton arrived my doorstep. A very hot doorstep, I might add. So hot that I have been in my fabric closet all week re-organizing and realizing that I had very few yellows and oranges. I have blues, but it’s one of my favorites, so I can always use more. And thanks to the wonder of the internet, “click, click” and fabric comes to me. I feel like Dorothy in Oz clicking my heels.
As a funny aside, my darling girls used to call the UPS guys “fabric delivery guys” when they were younger. My husband would look at me kind of strange when they did that. I have no idea why. No clue.
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