It’s been some time since my last post. Life just got in the way with our trip to Ireland in the spring and the flurry of activity that boys and girls Little League baseball brings when you have 3 grandchildren on different teams, playing on different nights! It’s be a fun filled summer so far with much more to come.
Back in the late 1980s I decided to do my first counted cross stitch sampler. My family and friends thought it was beautiful. It took forever to do but was well worth the effort. I was encouraged by a local stitchery store owner to enter it in the prestigious Stan Hywett Hall needlework show. She was certain it would receive high “marks”. I decided to do so on lark and had both my children enter one of their pieces in the children’s competition.
I didn’t win anything, but both my children did get ribbons and a commendation for their abilities. The comments on my work, you may ask…. Well, the first thing they did not like was that it was professionally framed. (I still can’t figure out why that was a drawback!) I honestly don’t remember their other comments well, but I do know it was something about uneven stitching…. I don’t quite understand that one either. It was and interesting experience though and I’m glad I did it. To this day it hangs proudly on my dinning room wall.
The fact of the matter is that no one and nothing is perfect. The Amish ladies I have met tell me that since only God is perfect they allow an error to exist in everything they make. I can live with that…. and so can my stitching.