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Under a grove of cotton trees an early nineteen- hundreds
one room schools house resides, now converted into our local post office. The
floors creek with history and always builds the anticipation of a package or newsy
letter. On a hard day, wrapped in cardboard was hand sewn love. Scalloped knitted
edges, fabric of soft blues and white, warmth for my babe stitched up of all my
favorite details.
Such pleasure comes when my babe is bathed and blessed and bundled
in such a gift.
Nicola, Thank you! Your gift will always be treasured, used
to warp pure love in pure love!
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