It's that time of the year again - the white elephant sale.
Besides the usual donations there were a lot of really big donations.
Bins and bins of patterns.
Boxes of books.
Yards of fabric, threads and yarns. Notions. This and that.
From one stash to another. Yes, I brought some home with me.
There must have been hundreds of charts. Each chart represents a potential - a project that someone wanted to do but never did. I like the ones that were started and abandoned. I get a sense of accomplishment from finishing, even if I didn't start.
Imagine all the hours of potential labor represented in those boxes? Even worse, imagine if every chart ever made were stitched. How much wall space would be necessary to display it all?
Hmm, wonder what I should work on next?