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My daughter and I sit across from each other chatting, snacking and singing to jams as we sew. Her young impatience with sewing has matured into the calm, concentrated demeanor of a skilled artisan. How wonderful to be able to share this space with her.

Posted on December 18, 2017. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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