Promise Breaker Lot

The lot that made me break my promise to quit bidding on Goodwill auctions arrived, so let's see if it was worth it.

This was listed as "14lbs Fabrics Collection Lot w/ Scraps" but only a few pics of maybe ten fabrics. As you can see I got a lot more, mostly quarter to half yard scraps, strips, blocks and leftover cut fabrics. Two (possibly more) fabrics are definitely over a yard. Everything is bright, clean and has no smell at all. All but two of the scrap fabrics are quilting cottons, most from JoAnn. The two oddball scraps are juvenile flannels.

I also scored ten ziplock bags stuffed with even more pristine scraps; these look like project leftovers and perhaps some scrap bags purchased at a quilt show. One bag has templates for making three sizes of face masks, elastic, and soome precut mask pieces waiting to be sewn together. All of these bags are quilting cottons, and since I found some store bought and homemade binding, I'll guess this is a quilter's recent scrap stash.

I'd say all together this lot is about 42 yards of fabric. Stop in tomorrow to see if I'm right.

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