I was gifted a beautiful piece of lace last summer by a neighbour holding a yard sale. The only condition on the gift was that I had to use it. It had been in her stash for decades. It was tatted lace made by her grandmother. A lovely ivory lace crisp and wonderful. I thought about it for a few months considering a dress or top but then I thought about the French linen and our need for drapes in the 'library'. ...
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