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Jan 2014
no fabric left, well
just a tad, not as much as
expected, hoped.

no garments found,
weave named after
the area. in town

made flannel for shirt
underthrift for jacket.

oh how we love a long coat
all sunday best on monday.

with what we have we may
make place mats, or send them
to the other mill, still noisy.

dust in air.

dust in air.

sbm.
Sonja Benskin Mesher
822
 
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