Pillow Talk

While working to turn pig's ears into silk purses, I've rescued all the covers from my folding screens that didn't sell and turned them into pillows! Rather than try clothing with these fiber parts, I thought I'd create a new product that didn't cost as much, and would have a wider appeal.

And they don't have to fit anyone!

"Growing Up Jenny"
Cheney was good to be in even in the 60's when I was little. Be home in time for dinner and have clean feet. It didn't seem to matter how dirty the rest of me was, but my feet had to be washed.....I remember being called home in the summertime and it was sort of a relay system if I was too far away to hear mom. I would her Inez McConnell or someone else hollering that Jenny Johnson was to go home. There was Jenny McConnell too, so it had to be specific or we would both run home! Sometimes I dream of the freedom I had of just jumping on my bike and riding off wherever I wanted to go, being gone till I was hungry enough to go home. I knew every block in town and knew who lived at least one house on each block, and knew who had an open door I could just go into if I needed to, and they would know who I was. I was never afraid, but was usually wary.
Written by my sister Jenny Brownlee