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a little sort out

I've been trying to sort out my fabric stash.. again...  Last September I made a commitment to not buy any more new fabric for a year.. so far I've stuck to it and had a fairly creative 10 months using up existing material but it felt time to take stock and wiggle out the remaining special little gem pieces left and work out some further creations.

tubs tidy..??

When I start to look I realise I still have masses of stuff and this is in spite of big clear out when we moved house in February.. obviously it multiplies when I'm not looking but I really haven't bought any fabric for ages in spite of serious temptation... I have had to accept some donations and clearing out my wardrobe when we moved possibly relocated some clothes into fabric stash... it will all come in.  I've got a selection of big plastic tubs and all the fabric is colour coded and then separated into two categories - large pieces and little pieces...

still doesn't look very tidy...

Doesn't that sound organised.. basically its the best I can do and to a point it works - I have eight colour coded tubs ,  simple hey?  but I still have a miscellaneous tub full of misfits.. a vintage tub full of liberty too precious to use and a big selection of old and beautiful material.. a fur fabric tub.. a lace and old embroidery tub.... and a few boxes and bags which haven't made it into tubs yet!!

Every delve in is another exciting trip and there are always lovely things to be found and new combinations to be discovered.  

Even the less ''interesting'' pieces come in as linings, bunting, experimental pieces and now I've learnt to weave I can feel rag rugs coming on...

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