This is a part of the fabric my Mother had. I have to make room for it. Right now it is in the garage until I can have a couple hours to straighten the sewing room.
Here is more of the yardage. Other than backing fabric I should be good to go for several years with the kind of quilts I make.
This has been a hard time boxing this stuff up because she wants to sew so badly and can't. She is slipping more each day and spending more time in bed. She hates it, but she can sleep and not feel the pain.
Why is life so tough all the time? You live 87 years and you think the tough times are over with after you raise your family and outlive two husbands, but the roughest for her is the end of her life. Been a bitter pill to swallow. Unpacking more and still more to move. Chris