|This pillow belonged on my Grandmother's bed.|
I have had this pillow tucked away in a drawer, waiting to be fixed, for years. The back of the pillow was ripped open and the stuffing a sort of disintegrated lump.
I replaced the stuffing with fresh, fluffy wool roving, tucking in a homemade lavender sachet. Then I carefully restitched the back and set on the bed for Valentine's day: it lives there still.