My oldest UFO is no longer a UFO or a PhD or even a flimsy. It was started about 23-25 years ago, but now it is FINISHED!!.
Whenever I saw this waiting for my attention, I remembered the yellow house we lived in on the corner just outside of Antigua, Guatemala. My sewing room was a small space off of E's room at that time. Not a closet, but not a room. The sewing machine fit on a table under the window and there was space for a shelf for my supplies. Good memories thinking of what I created in the little space. I don't think I have photos of any of it though. That was long before digital cameras, especially in Guatemala. There was no way I would use up film for a quilt. Nearly everything I made back then was gifted long ago. I wonder where this one will end up.

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