

Frank Kwiltaholyk was a life size man that I made quite a few years ago. He appeared at many quilt shows and would sit in a lawn chair outside on the front step on Halloween. Sadly, he made a trip to the landfill and never came back.
We are at our summer cabin in the Yukon. Each year, I work on a quilt top, this time I'm making a scrappy one. There isn't a fabric ...
1 comment:
WHAT?! The landfill? I knew there were problems, but I thought you were trying to work things out! Remind me not to tick you off!
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