Since I never threaded a needle last night, I wasn't sure what I would blog about today. Then I thought about my office project.
I haven't had as much time during my lunch hour to stitch as I did with the first little angel, so this one is taking longer.
I am surprising myself, though, by how much I'm enjoying crewel embroidery, even if I have to work with a needle the size of those spears they threw at Moby Dick. A sharp needle, I might add. However, I haven't added any DNA to either of these pieces. Yet.
I think I just jinxed myself.
I often confiscate needles from customers when they come in for fibers or just advice. They are stitching with needles much too large for the mesh they are working on. They think that the eyes are larger, therefore they are better. And never realize why their hands are aching from pushing those harpoons through the canvas!
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