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I've finished making a whole pile of frayed ruffle hearts. They're cute the way they are, but to make them extra special, I'm putting them in pretty cellophane bags, with curly ribbons and hand-made tags. Sometimes I get lazy and don't spend the extra effort on great gift wrap, but it's so worth it, isn't it?

The other exciting part of this is I'm not just sending these hearts to family and friends. I've got 3 set aside for Aunt Peaches Valentine Swap! Yea!!!

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  1. I am one of the happy recipients. What a wonderful, unusual Valentine! Thank you so much!

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  2. Dear Jill, Thanks for the beautiful Valentine! What a nice job you did on it and it was so beautifully packaged too! It made me feel special to receive such a lovely gift. Thanks to you and Aunt Peaches for such a fun swap! Take Care, Camilla Fabbri

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  3. I'm glad you liked the heart. They were certainly fun to make!

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  4. These are so pretty!

    The packaging does add that extra bit of magic. I am always inspired by the folks who have the vision and creativity to add that special touch.

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