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.

Thursday, February 28, 2019

The Great Escape, Days Four and Five

Two words describe the reason I didn't blog last night.

Fat Canary.

This is one of my three favorite restaurants in Williamsburg. The other two are Blue Talon and Carrot Tree.

By the time I staggered out, having eaten a simply superb dinner, I was capable only of lurching to my room. And I went to bed early.

Before all this, though, I did some stitching.

I now have almost a corner for the Tudor Pincushion:

And, since filling in squares was getting a trifle tedious, I started a squirrel:

He looks like he has a bow on his head.

Today I started filling in his coat, but don't have a picture to share. Baby Girl arrived midday, we went to lunch, then wandered around the Historic District for awhile. I got to spend time at the Milliner's shop, my favorite trade site in Williamsburg, so I was very happy.  Then the cold and damp air drove us both in.

Tomorrow there are scheduled activities as well as stitching time, so I will have to set an alarm clock so we'll be where we're supposed to be when we're supposed to be there.

My escape is half over . . .


  1. Your squirrel is darling. Good progress on the Tudor Pincushion! Will you get to dine at your other favorites?

  2. Tha k you so much, Ann for your reply re your stitching. And I hope you're having a wonderful time in Williamsburg!