I’m ironing the fabrics I pulled out of several bins. All browns, and reddish-browns, blackish-browns, and all. There are old old things and very new things.

There are a couple pieces of fabric in there that I love in an unexplainable way.

World’s worst photos of browns (color balance is really funky):

I have a surprisingly small number of dark brown fabrics.

Even stranger – where did all the off-white/light tan stuff come from?

Side effects of rummaging:

• found some long-lost skydyes and other mushy color stuff. This stuff defies putting into a single color bin.
• have a desire to go through the couple of bins of multi-color stuff in hopes of getting rid of stuff unlikely to get cut up
• have a desire to go through the couple of bins of multi-color stuff and cutting up stuff and sorting the squares appropriately.
• found a bunch of purplish fabrics and wondered why they were in with the browns (probably lack of space.
• Threw a few pieces into “large enough for backing” or “not on a bet – I mean, maybe you would like this?” piles
• If I can make enough of a dint putting fabric in right bins, will briefly ruffle through silk bags to check for dark browns