Stitch

It was a lackadaisical weekend. I had absolutely no energy whatsoever. Dave did a grocery pick-up with my brother on Sunday and we restocked all our fruits and veg. That was the big excitement for Sunday. On Saturday, we managed to go to the studio for a brief period of time and I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in the car on the way home. (Yes, Dave was driving.)

I'm still not sleeping at night and sleeping only sporadically during the day. When I'm not sleeping, sometimes I'm watching videos and such on the internet and sometimes I'm embroidering and sometimes I'm doing both at once. Multitasking!

While stitching and watching and not sleeping, I finished five seasons of Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce. I've moved on to Monk which is terrible, but who cares? Right now it's only on in the background while I stitch.

Last week, I finished these embroidered panels. They're all from patterns my grandmother drew (and they all need to be ironed):

They're all done on the same pale blue quilting cotton background, but the butterfly was tinted with crayons before being outlined in black.

The purple flowers are done in a variegated floss. It doesn't change color very quickly though, so it loses most of the variegated effect. (I think the floss would be better suited to something with a satin stitch where the color change would be more evident.)

I embroidered these flowers with cherry blossom colors, pink and pale yellow. (They have too many petals to be accurate, but they remind me of cherry blossoms.)

This what I'm working on this week:

This is my working set up, at the end of a stitching session when I pile everything onto one spot. (I'm clearly not a very tidy stitcher.) I was working not on one of my grandmother's hand-drawn patterns, but on an iron-on pattern from Aunt Martha's that is common to both my and my grandmother's collection of iron-on patterns. 

I've since finished this set of morning glories in blue (and now am working on one set in purple, the color my grandmother used in her embroidered morning glories).

I remember the morning glories in her were garden blue, so I used blue.

 I have a very distinct memory of standing with my grandmother in her garden one morning while the morning glories were in bloom. I must have been three or so years old. She picked a couple of flowers and hung one from each of my ears, saying that I could pretend that they were earrings.