Here's the fabric I pulled for my new project: clearing out my stash. When I came home from Lancaster, the fabric I bought there started to cry, yell and protest. It had a dream of going home with a quilter who would love it and use it, and not just smash it in with piles and piles of other fabric. In the past I bought fabric in much larger hunks and I rarely use that much of any one fabric anymore. So my plan is to cut off a half yard or a yard, and let the rest go to someone in my quilt guild who can love it, use it or smash it to the bottom of their hoard.