fabric, fabric, fabric.

Yesterday was so cool! Okay, well let me explain. After folding what felt like 723981739827 fabrics in the morning, I had officially decided that I did not care to see another linen, wool, cotton, or mohair for quite some time. Little did I know just how much fabric would actually be part of my day.

A little later on, a representative from one of the big fabric companies paid a visit at the store. I thought to myself- oh this will be fun, a few pieces of fabric. Wrong, this man came in with a suitcase of some of the most beautiful fabrics I have ever seen. He gracefully laid each one of the large samples onto the table for us to see and feel. A large reason that this was so fun was Marjorie. There could be no better audience for a show of such beautiful things. Each time a fabric appeared that caught her eye, she would exclaim, "how fabulouuuus", and we just had to smile. Her enthusiasm for beautiful things is infectious. Further, what was even more enlightening, was her knowledge of the fabrics. I felt like I was back in class as I was given a mini-lesson on the origin and technique of each fabric. With her descriptions these already beautiful things became absolutely "fabulouuus" in my eyes as well. With the knowledge of how they are made came a new appreciation for the time and effort spent on each fabric. I was also struck by the value of such goods. Sure, one could say a fabric is a fabric. But yesterday I learned that it can be so much more. It is a delicate piece of artwork to behold and it can bring a new dimension to any room. So do not pass up the chance to fill a room with beautiful fabric. Rather, take joy in the small beauties in our surroundings.