Sew Fun

This fall, I embarked on an adventure called "I'm going to really start doing all those things that I have said a million times I'm going to do". To that end, I signed up for a Hand Embroidery class.  The class is held in an ordinary house-cum-magical craft house. 

My two classmates and I learned about nine different stitches.  Embroidery is very therapeutic.  A bit of a challenge and definitely requires practice.  The pattern with which we started looks like a Picasso-esque face:

but soon, with a bunch of perfectly placed stitches, it will look just like....

  A flower, the sun, and some grass!  Just like it!

My little crafty crew demonstrated a certain esprit de corps, congratulating each other for every shaky stitch and promising to look for each other in future classes.  I drove away from the magical craft house mentally cataloging every piece of fabric that's in need of a good stitch (or eighty).


I've got my eye on you, Martha Stewart.