Mary Otter can move in.
This lovely manor house has an expansive lawn, surrounded by an elegant fence with a magnificent gate. There is also a large field where a critter resides.
And it's all stitched over one. Solidly stitched over one.
I could go back and put in the border and there are some funky trees and a fine carriage-and-pair, but I'm afraid if I don't make myself get the boring part done, it will be hard to motivate myself later. So I've decided to stitch in the fence so I'll know where things start and stop without constant counting, and then I'm going to do the miles and miles of tent stitch.
There may be some unpleasant whining.
Who am I kidding. There will be some unpleasant whining.