Therapy

I’ve been loving Acey’s collage challenge and my mind is bubbling with ideas for today’s treasure box prompt, but …

I have missed cloth. And as the impeachment trial begins, hard on the heels of the angst-inducing gun rights rally in my one-time home state of Virginia, I crave the calming, familiar rhythm of stitch.

So this then, row upon row of discontinuous backstitch in variegated Valdani #12 perle cotton …

which looks like running stitch …

but when worked on the “wrong side” it leaves a wonderfully wonky trail of stitches on the “right side” …

And since I’m testing the new light box …

here are some progressively closer views (because I very much like progressive views) …

And pulling back, the big picture of a thrift store linen shirt, previously dyed with windfall lichen …

and obviously not ironed anytime recently. Nor is it destined to be.

Out of sight

It’s that time of the year, when I can’t show you what I’m up to without revealing someone’s gift.

Fortunately, I’m still puttering around with this cloth (although I honestly have no idea where I’m going with it) …

and our tree has been decorated, so there’s that to show …

The grandkid “bunk” room is ready and waiting, with three mattresses stacked into an erstwhile sofa (or trampoline, more likely) …

Don has been working his usual holiday magic on the front porch, but it’s raining, so I’m taking a pass on photographing the garage for now …

And I’m well-pleased with how the stitch/guest room is coming along. The closet doors have been removed to make my “pantry” more accessible …

I’ve hung a bunch of pictures on one wall …

but the facing wall is blank …

Waiting for another day …

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.