beautifully embroidered traycloths and treasures of yore.
My nose inhales their musty scent evocative of a bygone age,
I admire the hours of work that has gone into them, I imagine
the stories they could tell.
I squirrel them away in the cupboard.
Silas Marner like, at night I dream of the value.
Gold coins running through my fingers.
I'm rich!
But wait...
In my dreams I plan, I scheme of all the glorious things
I will make.
I cut, I style, I snip............NO!
How could I?
Back into the cupboard they go...
Silas would be proud!
Go on Lettice - use those fabrics. You will still have them but made into something you may see and use and feel every day.
ReplyDeleteI hear the words and yes, reluctantly I have to agree. You're my teacher, I will do as I'm told. With your help I WILL BEAT THIS ADDICTION.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Debs. Use them.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to turn tray cloths into a laptop cover in a couple of weeks.
Last Christmas I gave my hubs two computer screen covers made from a table runner. It took him 'til Boxing Day to work out what to do with them!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment, I thought there was no one out there but Debs.
I love the way you have your blog designed. I haven't seen another like this. No you're not alone I get my linens out, gaze , sniff and wonder at the stories they could tell if they only had words and then put them back in the cupboard until another day!
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