Sweet Fabric + memory

Tugging at my heart strings...
Pride of place

The Date & I spent the day clearing more stuff out of the old place. It was hot & sticky & pretty boring work.

Then I unearthed these teeny tiny riding boots. They belonged to the smallest when she was two. I can't even tell you how cute a little pair of size 2 jods looked over the top of these...

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Tugging at my heart strings... + memory