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. (excerpt from blog post)

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

How it Might Happen…