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What if you enjoy visual arts, but you can’t afford to
bid at a Sotheby’s auction to surround yourself with
fine old masters? You look to crafts and discover
textiles, especially American patchwork quilts. You buy

one or two, then along comes the internet and your
world is filled with them. Like a honey bee in a
hollyhock patch, you dart from blossom to blossom.

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scraps in 1930 is the most beautiful in the world, you
discover Hawaiian quilts—or Amish, or Log Cabin, or
Crazy quilts, and before you know it, 40 years have
elapsed and you have a collection. You don’t quit
looking, though. Why, just yesterday, you saw one that
looks like colored squares peeking through turquois
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would add to the collection. You’d make a great
pirate—you are convinced that valuable booty is just a
few mouse-clicks away.
Susan Rae Sampson practiced law in Seattle for 35 years
before retiring to the high desert of north central Washington
state, where she flips through the photographs of her quilts
like Scrooge McDuck counting his money.