After making my second trip to the farmers' market to buy more peaches (get 'em while you can!), I stopped in the Brooklyn Flea to browse and maybe get a little snack. I certainly didn't expect to find this:
What?!? Here I've been trying to destash, simplify, use what I have, and then I find 18 cones of beautiful cotton. Apparently the vendor found them in front of the Met, which is bizarro, but all I could think was "hexagons, washcloths, bathroom curtain." $55 later, they were mine. Sometimes you can't let a good thing pass you by.