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.