Tag: Stitch

Putting things in perspective

~ Liz A ~ 14 Comments

I’m continuing to tame the raw edges of the sea with herringbone … stitching right over the previously blanket stitched edges …

Plain blanket stitch on the right, covered with herringbone on the left

I’m enjoying the variations I can pull out of the herringbone by using one or more strands of DMC floss and also varying the height and width of each stitch …

Changing subjects completely, here’s the view of storm damaged tree limbs waiting to be removed from our daughter’s street, as seen through the windshield as we drove up (note the port-a-potty to the right for scale) …

And here’s the view of the front yard from their driveway …

It’s noteworthy that the newspaper stated an estimated 10.5 million trees in Austin were damaged. This article includes video of the storm damage from overhead and the massive cleanup efforts on the ground.

To end on a more positive note, here are Ellis and her PopPop working on a puzzle during her visit last Thursday (note that Don is wearing a St Louis City SC jersey) …

along with our most recent indulgence, a subscription to the MLS soccer season on AppleTV … because our Missouri grandsons are soccer players who are very excited about the new St Louis City soccer team …

which soundly defeated our hometown Austin FC team last night. I envision a great season-long rivalry ahead … and look forward to a change from our usual MSNBC habit.

The truth in poetry

~ Liz A ~ 20 Comments

Judy Martin just wrote an incredible post about the difference between story and poetry … http://judys-pinwall.blogspot.com/2023/02/story-or-poem.html

Likewise, Mo has an equally incredible post with song lyrics and a poem, which is to say, two pieces of poetry … https://itscrowtime.wordpress.com/2023/02/17/walking-home-with-mr-bones

It seems like I’ve danced around poems and poetry forever … it’s a challenging genre for me, but I know it holds so much truth. And so I am once again stitching the words of Old Man Crow, the better to remember truth …

We could get there so much quicker
if we just picked up the pace … His smile is just a flicker, he says “Life is not a race … it’s a song that’s in the making, a story being told … a glass of sipping liquor … besides … I’m old”

It’s even better if you read the lyrics while listening to Rod singing the words, the slow easy ramble of his guitar keeping time …

And yes, I did check with Mo first … she graciously agreed to my request to stitch Rod’s lyrics and she sent along this much-loved photo …

I’ll stitch some more today …

Well that was fun …

~ Liz A ~ 15 Comments

I have no plan for this bit of stitching, but I thoroughly enjoyed making it … with thanks again to hardangerrebel in Norway …

I likewise enjoy the daily Instagram posts from a local Austin restaurant that posts its signboards …

The sign isn’t much of an exaggeration as there are still massive limbs hanging in many trees and similarly massive piles of ice storm debris waiting to be picked up from roadsides. And the weather continues to be slightly insane, with this being yesterday’s weather.com compared to today’s …

So I’m glad I washed my hair yesterday as I got to sit out in the sun to let it dry … one of my favorite things to do.

Fortunately, judging by the nascent leaves on my neighbor’s tree, I do think spring is coming sooner rather than later …