In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.

Sunday, August 12, 2018

Off the Rails

This is where I was on Frances Burwell when I hit the wall.

I. Could. Not. Stitch. One. More. Stitch.

And I couldn't stitch a lick on anything else.

So I've been puttering and organizing and rearranging. I imagine I will continue to putter, organize, and rearrange until my stitching mojo returns.

And then I'll be back to the blog as well.