Talk To Me, Potholders

I don’t have a name for them yet.  I’m not even sure what to say about them.  They grew from the scraps that Jan sent me.  Scraps from her mothers skirt.

The soft browns and blues remained me of our winter without snow. But I keep thinking of weaving too.

I designed the over several days which is unusual for me. I’ll finish them next week.

I guess I’ll have to think about them some more. Or maybe I’ll just ask them.

10 thoughts on “Talk To Me, Potholders

  1. Good morning Maria,
    My mom never wore jeans, but always skirts , so I immediately thought “no Jeans”. But I’m sure it will come to you! Jean

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