I stitched by candlelight at the dining room table tonight following a dinner of prime rib and yorkshire pudding. It added a calm to my after dinner mood and reminded me of olden times when stitching by candlelight was an only possible choice. Kiri Te Kanawa was singing in the background adding her own style of harmonious heights, it was beauty moving.
The particular piece I was working on has been taking its time in coming. But I love what it stands for... heritage, meals shared around a table with family and friends, fine things, some of which can never be purchased. White flouche on white linen, one single initial embroidered in the corner, awaiting its place at a table. Things that possess lasting value that will stretch over years and years.
My stitches are not professional or even that beautiful or clean cut. The true beauty must be seen with the heart, each thread stitched in love.
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2 comments:
So pleasant and cozy ;-)
I loved the way the candles
look and the needle work is so pretty!
Many Blessings and Hugs, Linnie
Such a beautiful moment stitched into memory. I think your work is divine!
Blessings!
Deborah
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