The luck of the Irish was with me yesterday on a shopping trip to the big city (Moncton, New Brunswick). This pot of gold landed plumb at the end of my rainbow:
Silk dupioni is so luscious...and this was so well priced, I had to buy the whole bolt (a wee leprechaun made me do it...) Silk reflects light like nothing else, and the slubs in the weave add a wonderful texture.
It's photographed here on a bit of green to honour St. Patrick's Day. This is a silk log cabin made many, many years ago by my great-grandmother Christina Patterson of Five Islands, N.S.
Silk dupioni is so luscious...and this was so well priced, I had to buy the whole bolt (a wee leprechaun made me do it...) Silk reflects light like nothing else, and the slubs in the weave add a wonderful texture.
It's photographed here on a bit of green to honour St. Patrick's Day. This is a silk log cabin made many, many years ago by my great-grandmother Christina Patterson of Five Islands, N.S.
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