When I first looked at this block my imagination went into overdrive. Was the flock sheep, a flower, or birds? Reading back to the letter this block pertained to I found the explanation ...
"I have more genuine enjoyment in caring for and breeding up my flock of beautiful White Rock chickens; ..."
and immediately felt an empathy with the farmer's wife of early last century. You may have noticed I chose as my blog header some chickens, not White Rock, but Rhode Island Reds that belonged to my late brother, on whose farmlet the photo was taken.
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I see mother hens (large triangles) with their chicks (smaller triangles). You are certainly making good progess with your blocks.
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