In my opinion, these are the best kind of scraps to get.
All these came to me recently from my mom.
Here there is some Jonathan Livingston Seagull fabric (remember that book and movie?),
the purple trim from my curtains,
the embroidered Mickey Mouse pocket from my dad's old shirt that I always wanted to steal,
the yellow I think is from my roller rink skating pants
and more bits containing memories small, unremarkable, but still precious.
What ever will I use these for?
Who knows at this point, but they'll get put into something, at some point. Maybe an intentionally autobiographical piece?
And I have to say that I like having them around, helps me to realize how tied up my memories are in fabric. Thoroughly immersed I am! Thanks for passing them on Mom.