I wrote at the beginning of the week about the bag of scraps, at the time I had no idea how much of a task and how much ironing would be involved. Well the bag is empty so where did all the scraps go.
I picked up one pile no more rhyme or reason to what is in that pile and shipped it off to New York to a friend that loves scraps
The empty bag that was full of scraps
July 18, 2015 by rosemaryyoungs