It's the Process

It's the process, it's the process, it's the process--this has become my mantra as I work on prework.

Please do not misunderstand. I love the project I'm working on. I will love it even more when I complete the stitching and put the little bag/box/purse together and store its bits and pieces inside and set it on its own little tray for display.

However . . .

I have the attention span of a flea when it comes to needlework, yet I have been focused on one project after another since the beginning of the year. It appears that I have at least another month of focus to go before I fling caution to the winds and start leaping from one thing to another in mad abandon. (If that doesn't bring a hilarious mental image to those who know me, I don't know what will.)

It's the process, it's the process, it's the process. . .

I'm working on the lid at the moment, filling in all the flowers. They are going to be absolutely delicious when completed.

And I'm having to be even more disciplined than before, because this lovely sampler arrived in my mailbox today--Mary Ann Hoover from The Essamplaire, reproduced from a sampler at Winterthur.

I had to take it from its manila envelope, drool all over it, and take it upstairs immediately to be stored in the stash room.

Because if it stayed anywhere close to the wing chair, I would not be responsible for my actions.