Once upon a time, some time in the late 70s, my grandfather gave me a book about Gnomes. I thought it was amazing and gazed over every details of gnomes and their littel wives. In fact I still have that book today. A couple of months ago I found this cross stitch pattern in a thrift store. Oh my… what a find!!
Now I know that not everyone is into cross stitch (a thought confirmed on my recent crafty weekend away, next blog post will be all about it!) but for me cross stitch is like meditation. I love watching the image unfold before my eyes with each repetitive stitch. I don’t even mind the counting – it’s not like trying to figure out a garment pattern or softie construction, it just happens on automatic pilot.
I spent the last two blissful weeks in Thailand. Man did I need a holiday. I snuck in a bit of cross stitch between swimming, playing and eating.