And in continuation:
You have no idea what a relief that is!
The inside border pattern is stitched on No Place Like Home.
Those two little dots in the upper left hand corner are spiral trellis berries. If I counted accurately, there are 109 berries--78 on this part and the rest scattered throughout the "innards" and scissors fob.
Now, do I go ahead and do all the berries--76 more of them--while I'm on a roll, assuming I'm on a roll with them? Do I thread up another needle and work the foliage between the berries as I go? Do I put this down entirely and answer the siren call of Mary Atwood?
Meanwhile, in the continuing saga of physical deterioration, I had a root canal this morning. It was not a bad experience, actually, as dental procedures go. There is something, however, about the smoke rising and the sound of the drill that make me do long, slow cleansing breaths. Who would have thought that Lamaze training would come in handy this many years after childbearing?
Tomorrow I get to go see if my second cyborg eye is seated properly. If things come in threes, I will have seen a doctor for a sinus infection, an endodontist for a root canal, and an opthamologist for a cyborg eye. In less than two weeks. I hope this is the end of it for awhile.
Dearly Beloved just reminded me that I have a dentist appointment to see about getting a crown for what's left of the tooth.
Sigh . . .