Woo-hoo! Yesterday my belated birthday present arrived at the shop.
Thanks to my terrific boss and co-worker.
He'll partner with my Mr. Bones. It's by Labors of Love. There's a witch and a pumpkin man, too.
And the snow began to fall. Quietly. Steadily.
Got several inches already. As of now, it's a dry, fluffy snow. Please stay that way.
Started off my blizzard stitching with Radishes, a class piece from ANG seminar.
Oh, and if you're curious at all about what an impending, major snowstorm does to stitchers, you should work in a needlepoint shop the day before the storm. Wow. We were busy! Came home exhausted. If anyone runs out of thread before Tuesday, it's not my fault!
I was bopping along yesterday stitching on my last hexagon. Then I heard the nagging call from the kitchen to wash the dishes as our dishwasher is officially broken and in need of replacement.
Of course I cut my index finger on the paring knife.
Not badly, but enough so that I couldn't continue.
I'm still intrigued looking at this piece and am hoping I can move on to framing soon.
A quiet day here with just my hubby and me. We've heard from the kids both near and far (Massachusetts and Italy) and our daughter gets to visit us for a few days soon.
My injured knee and seasonal depression haven't made for a jolly month, but we're surviving.
So here's to 2016 and its many blessings!