I have a friend that’s a quilter. She finds all kinds of remnants of fabrics from articles of clothing that have some emotional connection to her be it her kids old pjs or her mother’s tea cozy. You get the point. Well these mugs are somewhere between the prairie farm land from the sky and a quilt. Or maybe they are more industrial than any of those things. Hmmm. Great, something else to ponder on a Thursday eve. What do you think? Thoughts welcome as always.