The heart of the matter

It is Thanksgiving Day so I am beside myself … loving the sweet simplicity of a day devoted to fun, food and family …

There hasn’t been much time for stitching, but I’ve done a bit on rust-stained muslin from years ago that keeps rising to the top of my scrap basket. It has always made me think of sunrise, so I finally took the plunge …

backing it with a fine madder-dyed cotton gifted by Mo, stitched with a silk/cotton thread given by Jude to Deb, who worked such magic that I am beside myself with wonder …

and as I stitched discontinuous backstitch in the center and Jude’s split backstitch around the edge, I turned it this way and that …

finding at last the heart that has waited so patiently to be found.

Wishing a Happy Thanksgiving to one and all, wherever you may be. May you, too, find your heart’s content.

What’s a Nana to do?

Time has been flying by, but that’s no great surprise as the past five days have been spent with our Missouri grandsons, seen here with some of J’s artwork …

I was so impressed I went out to get them watercolors, paintbrushes and paper so I could watch them create …

I especially loved seeing how Jace held his paintbrush completely different from how he held a marker …

to very good effect …

We had fun of another kind with J, making guest appearances as “Mystery Readers” in his first grade classroom, where we co-read Once Upon a Cool Motorcycle Dude …

and then ate lunch together …

Memory making …

Takin’ it easy

After slamming from high-summer 90s into full-on winter 20s, the weather has come back to something near normal for Texas. So with an old Eagles pop-tune playing in my head, I took my barefeet out onto the back porch to dry my hair in the sun …

while enjoying a through-the-looking-glass view of my stitching window.

I even managed to piece a few patches together …

after auditioning a couple of iterations …

The latest strips are not as visually interesting, so they are soon to be dyed with tea and windfall lichen, gathered with the help of Griffin and Parker yesterday …

And while I don’t have pictures of our lichen gathering activities, nor of the rollicking game of soccer that followed, I do have a fun shot of P trying on Don’s boots …

I could get used to this …