Bears aren’t Supposed to be Flat
I have always been enamored of Teddy Bears but never possessed one until ten years ago when two dear friends presented me with a Get-well Teddy dressed in a bath-robe. That bear held my glasses and went to doctor appointments and hsopitalizations with me and reminded me of caring friends.
Two years ago I decided to make Teddy Bears—and I made them in themed fabric, one for my son’s University of Texas fund-raiser–dressed in a burnt orange sweater.
But my zeal flagged and this poor bear was all cut out waiting for me to find suitable fabric for the soles of his feet and to be sewn and stuffed.
Here he is now—all sewn and waiting for his stuffing.
He’ll be at the quilt show and available to go home with someone to perhaps hold their glasses and go to the hsoptial an doctor’s appointments.