
I’ve gained weight. Blame the pandemic, blame winter, whatever. But the truth is, I simply love dessert. Every. Single. Day.
And so, what better way to memorialize Frozen Food Day …

than to stitch a lettered tribute to tiny little bowls of Haagen-Dazs chocolate peanut butter ice cream …

followed by the memory of an unusually early Sunday morning breakfast, during which I spotted the waning crescent moon rising hours ahead of the sun.
I sketched it then and there, to hold the memory of its shape and the angle at which it looked back toward the eastern horizon. Then pondered how best to stitch it. The solution finally came with the tiny appliqués I did on Lolo’s birthday patch, only this time I followed the edge of the patch as closely as possible, while varying the stitch length within the patch …
As I stitched, I thought of my Aunt Jean’s instructions on working long-and-short stitch (something that came up in someone’s recent blog post, but I can’t recall whose at the moment). Instructions from 50+ years ago to make stitches regularly irregular that have stood me in good stead ever since.
And I must say, I’m really enjoying doing these teeny tiny appliqués! Surely these Gray Lines Linen samples will be a handy source for future efforts …

Which is a good thing, because I’m just now completing the first week in March …

with a long way to go!



(((Liz))) ice cream is my favourite food & love your crescent moon!
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thanks Mo … moon-making has me stalled on another project … this this may be what I’m looking for
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Ice cream = calcium 🍦
Nuff said 😊
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of course … and protein, don’t forget the protein 😉
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A very good take on frozen food day!! I love seeing what you come up with for each day. 🙂
I mentioned the long and short stitch a while back, the “o” in Hole on the word cloth, which came out so messy!
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I had a feeling the long-and-short of it was either in your blog or Deb G’s …
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LA – what a vibrant range of colours in fabric and thread you have to choose from – what a joy. B
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I find myself gravitating toward more and brighter colors for the sheer joy of it
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You’re not alone, running out of pants over here. Back in the mid-80’s, living in Grand Rapids, MI, we would drive the 2+ hrs each way to Detroit for dinner at a Greek place & dessert at the Haagen Daz shop (vanilla w/choc covered almonds).
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We had a Haagen Dazs store in Williamsburg … would get hot fudge sundaes on the 4th of July and eat them while watching the fireworks at the not-so-secret-to-locals spot away from the crowds … good times
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Peanut butter ice cream is the best! and that is a beautiful wee moon memory…
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I am late to the game on peanut butter in ice cream, but now I’m (happily) hooked … and thank you, the morning memory of the moon and me is worth keeping
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