Amazing isn't it? That I didn't just find a piece of nice linen lying on the side of the road? Not this time. Maybe another time. But for now, I settled for a remnant of this linen which feels luverly.
I'm just stitching with no finished project in mind. Just stitching. Just me and my floss and needle with nowhere to go.
I've been absent from around these parts. It's true. All I have to say is: I scream, you scream we all scream for ice cream.
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I love beginnings with no end planned.
Oh Poppy screams for ice cream REALLY loud. I didn't even realise that she new the word, now it is her favourite!
well that is just fucking adorable! i love it!!!
beautiful - i love linen
Love linen. Almost un-natural, my love of linen. More of a desire. I dream of linen.
Oh for a big box of vintage French linen at the oppy for 5.00. That, my girl, would be the find of the centuary...x
I am amazed!
Agree with Kirsty, beginnings with no end planned are great for the creative spirit...
i like ur reckless spirit and love the 80's style of the icecream - v pop - andy warhol would approve
Nothing better than a rampant needle on the loose. I've got to get back in touch with the side of me that enjoys making stuff - it's a bit AWOL at the mo. Very much enjoying seeing what everyone else is making though.
mmmm, Linen!!! I'm on the hunt for cheap but lovely linen at the moment. Where did you find yours?
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