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My second Aunt Martha fruit is done. I was afraid it would not turn out as well. I ripped out and redid a few sections. I'm glad I did, because I think it turned out even better than the pear.

I  won't be able to complete the grape until I get new contacts. I have been way past due for them, anyway, but doing this kind of work has temporarily wrecked my vision.

need my embroidery. I have gotten really attached to doing this. I may have to switch to glasses just to work on it. I really want to finish the whole fruit set. I have a ton of these transfers in my sewing desk, and I have big plans.

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