And Life Goes On

I haven't honestly picked up a needle in many weeks, this seems to be a theme for me. Between hiking with the spring weather,  dogs in less than ideal health and what seemed like a million little things.  Life stopped me in my tracks and reminded me to slow down and look around.  I got a call that no one likes 2 weeks ago, my aunt's health was failing and she wasn't expected to make it more than a few weeks.

Returning home after her memorial service I find myself making time to stitch more and more as if to remember years of vacations with my mom and my aunt, needlework in tow as we roamed whatever state my aunt was living in at the time. We started yearly trips when I was 16 and even managed to attend a few of the EGA National conventions to learn some new tricks with a needle and thread.

My current piece, Quaker Needlework Treasures.  This one reminded me of all the tiny little needle keeps and scissor sheaths in a beautiful glass cabinet in my mom's living room so this one had to go in the project pile.  With my track record for speed of stitching, it might be the last piece I finish.  Guess I should get moving.  I brought home a pile of new projects from both my mom and my aunt's stash that look amazing and I can't wait to get started.  What better way to keep their memory around than continuing the craft that we all started together so many years ago.


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