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A small group of us from Scunthorpe Embroiderer’s Guild went and sat in the gardens of Scawby Hall yesterday afternoon to celebrate “national day of Stitch”. A beautiful setting and pleasantly warm. We were all working on our own projects and had a selection of finished work for folks to see too. As usual, lots of nattering alongside the stitching.

20140803-115135-42695009.jpgI continued with my memory quilt, the last two 9’s of 1999.

20140803-115134-42694747.jpgThen after just over an hour of stitching the heavens opened, a quick dash to the nearby greenhouse for shelter.

20140803-115328-42808080.jpgIt was good to be out of the raining,warm and dry, we’d all managed to put the sewing away before it got wet, but slightly soggy tops.

20140803-115135-42695275.jpgIt was beating down on the polythene,  reminding me of camping holidays, snug in your tent.

Once the rain stopped we retired to Scawby Church for tea and cakes. Cakes as good as usual Sue. The stitching and talking then continued. We were all enjoying ourselves and reluctant to pack up, but the tea volunteers were ready for home. We all agreed we should do it again soon.

20140803-115135-42695522.jpgI finished the last bit of stitching this morning, and hung it on the line to photograph. I’ve found the rest of the fabric to finish the sashing down the sides. Then it’s how to finish it off, my usual fleece on the back or something a bit more challenging? I’ve  some ideas, just need to try them out.

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In between other projects I’ve stitched away at this canvas work cushion at the various groups I go to. It’s a slow process and I’ve been challenged to have it finished before the group on 13 June, we’ll see.

On Sunday morning I was feeling slightly head-achey and out of sorts, with not much energy. So I decided to have a slow start to the day and make the most of  a warm sunny morning, stitching outside under the wisteria  in the garden, before the wind and rain finishes it off for this year.

I dream of lying under it in the hammock with a good book, but rarely (once?) have I managed it, either time or weather has always been against me. It’s slightly passed it’s best but still smelt wonderful. Before we moved here (24 years ago) I had a similar dream of spinning under the apple tree, again it only happened the once, but I still remember it as being idillic.

There are goldfinch nesting up in one corner, almost totally hidden by the metal frame and the wisteria. I had a few really good glimpses of them. Also blackbirds coming and going with food for their babies.

Stitching with the sun on my back outside in the area of the garden that is more or less sorted for the moment was a rare treat. I made some good progress and the end is in sight on the one panel. The other needs more and what I hope to be the last of the unpicking on this project!

I sometimes find stitching quite mediative, totally in the moment, and the  garden setting helped with this. But, it also can be time to reflect and plan new projects, and just sort out my head amongst the chaos, and hustle and bustle of day to day living.

 

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