Plans and Changes in Plans

I haven't managed much stitching for the last few days because I have been trying to get my corner under control--mainly because I have to share my corner with the Christmas tree. And I would like to get the tree up soon.

Yes, I know we haven't even had Thanksgiving yet, but I really want to start decorating.

Anyway, I have been sorting and arranging and clearing up and cleaning out and in all of that I had decided that I was going to do my best to stitch from stash in the coming year.

Har-de-har-har!

EGA had an online program over the weekend with a preview of the Online Studio classes they will offer in 2027. They're classes that you would normally have to go to a seminar or retreat to stitch, but you can take them from the comfort of your own stitching chair.  

I liked at least eight out of ten of them.

Then I heard about some projects that will be offered by various people whose designs I love to stitch. Limited edition stuff that if you don't grab it when you see it, it's unlikely there will be another chance.

I liked all of the ones I've seen.

I am no longer planning to make plans.

Meanwhile, I have done a little more work on the Stitcher's Pocket, and I'm now almost through with the stitching part.

I'm going to contradict myself. Once I have this finished, I'm going to pull another of Jackie's projects out to work on. There are three that are calling my name louder than the others at the moment. So maybe that's a plan. 

BDE told me that she's thinking about spending December doing the final finishing on several different pieces. Quite possibly, I may follow her example.

But I am absolutely NOT making any additional plans!

Good Stitching Day

 It may not look like it, but I had a very good stitching day.

I'm working on the big stem on my crewel project for my online class with Sara Rickards. There's a row of raised chain down the middle, and then rows of chain stitch shading from light to dark on either side.

I've done rows of chain stitch as a filling before, but never had to fit things in around a raised chain, so I'm having to work very slowly and carefully. With a sharp needle, so even more slowly and carefully. I've left enough DNA in other projects for a future textile researcher to figure out my identity--I don't need to leave any more.

I think that now I'm going to switch over to Barbara Jackson's ornament. I did all the Queen stitches for the tree last night, so I think now I'll start on the little people standing on either side of it. Or I may go to bed early--I'm still trying to adjust to the time change and I've been yawning for the last hour.

Ever since the sun went down, as a matter of fact.

Oh, Christmas Tree

 Short post today--here's the beginning of the tree on Barbara Jackson's Spirit of Christmas ornament.

Meanwhile, I am glued to the TV and the election results. I try to keep politics out of my blog, but I have to say how very proud I am of North Carolina--and South Carolina!--today.

No Surprise Here

 I started Barbara Jackson's Spirit of Christmas.

This should not be any surprise to anyone since I almost always start Barbara's annual Christmas ornaments as soon as the mail carrier drops them in the mailbox.

Even better, I think I have all the lettering done, right from the start.

I would love to continue stitching tonight, but I have physical therapy tomorrow for my arthritic knees. I need to rest up before I am put through my paces.

My very wobbly paces . . . 

Jumpstart!

 Well, if today's mail doesn't jumpstart the stitching mojo, it can't be revived!

On the left, we have Barbara Jackson's 2026 Christmas ornament from Shining Needle Society. I've been stitching Barbara's ornaments ever since she started doing them through SNS, plus I have some others that I bought from the late, great Haus Tirol in Williamsburg. Basically, I could say Barbara decorates my tree every Christmas.

And, on the right, I have the materials pack from Clara Warschauer for the Pomegranate class she is teaching through Ecclesiastical Stitching in early December. This will be my first Clara class, and I'm really looking forward to it--I have heard so many good things about her.

So my Christmas season has started. I think I may pull out the Muppets Christmas Carol DVD, or maybe White Christmas, or A Christmas Story.

Dearly Beloved is just sitting here, shaking his head.

(Today is his Natal Anniversary. If you've been reading me for awhile, you know he doesn't like having his birthday celebrated whereas I think birthdays deserve much rejoicing. How we've stayed married for 50 years is a mystery.)

True Confession Time

I have confessions to make.

I'm taking another really wonderful class from Sara Rickards of Deep Dive class fame. I am way, way, way behind. Like we've had five classes thus far. And I haven't done anything.

This morning I watched the tape for the first class and started working on the very first part of the project.

It took a minute for the stitch to sink into my brain--like I had to watch the tape for that part about three times to reach the Ah-HA! moment--but I think I can get it done now.

The second confession:

This is all that I've managed to stitch on the Stitcher's Pocket since I last posted.

I am SOOOOOOO close to a finish on stitching the design. I mean, I just have to fill in these two patterns and do the part that will become the flap for the pocket and it will be ready for a Final Finish.

Third confession:

The ironing board has been sitting in the corner for three months now, with a project ready for pressing and sewing together all spread out on it. Nothing has been pressed or sewn.

Fourth and Final Confession:

If I would stay away from Instagram and Flosstubes, seeing what other people are doing instead of doing things myself, I would likely have more accomplished.

However, it's a new month. And nothing says you have to wait for New Year's to make plans for a change. And it's November, when, in the olden days of blogging, you were supposed to blog every day. So let's see where we're going from here.

The Fall Funk

I'm getting ready to vent. You may want to skip this post.

Yes, I have been absent again, for even longer this time.

This is a stitching blog. If I don't stitch, I have nothing to blog about.

I did not thread a needle for a solid week.

Not one stitch was stitched.

I'm in my Fall Funk. 

Flosstubes and Facebook posts and Instagram pictures are full of lovely projects stitched in Fall colors or celebrating Halloween. It seems like three out of three stitchers say that Fall is their favorite season. They love the oranges and browns and golds of this time of year.

Okay, I'm very happy that the weather is cooler and the humidity level is much, much lower. That's it.

Fall means that the days are getting shorter and shorter, and the weather is going to get colder and colder. Neither of those things make me happier. Of all the colors in the palette, orange and brown are my least favorites. There, I said it. I don't like Fall colors. I prefer the soft greens and pastels of the Spring, the vivid colors of Summer. I even find the stark grays and blues and black of Winter attractive (plus once the Winter Solstice passes, the days start getting longer, thus more daylight).

And I am not into Halloween. I love Christmas and Easter and the Fourth of July. I do not love Halloween. I do enjoy ghost stories, but Halloween now seems to be more horror-oriented than haunted.

The only way for me to get out of any funk is to stitch. So I finally hitched up the Granny panties and pulled out Jackie's Stitcher's Pocket and made some forward progress.

I want to get this finished--there isn't much left to stitch--and I want to work on Kate Barlow's Heartsease and sew the petals on Zina's Elizabethan Rose and catch up with my Sara Rickard crewel class.

And then we'll see where I go from there.

Out of the Fall Funk.