C is for CobbleCloth.   A cloth built from scrap, in any which-way possible. As long as it holds together. A word invented to embrace my redefinition of patchwork.
From anything and every thing.   Maybe Cobble Cloth might come to mean just that. Patching a daydream. With a basket of misfits, and a little time to consider. Even the stitching was done using short threads from the nest (the original ThreadCrumbs). The parts are all there I suppose, floating in the fog of mood.

What you might come up with after years of trying to understand cloth. And then you do.

How it Might Happen…