A Blackbird Designs Cross Stitch Break

I can be somewhat of a workaholic.  I work myself sick and push myself so hard,
 then I crash and can go no further. 
When I get tired, I get weepy and mournful. 
I start missing my daughter or my dad, or Texas...
 just whatever my heart feels is worth a wallow. 

 

I couldn't take another minute of it today.  I snapped at 11:00 AM.  Shed a few little tears.  Went outside and laid out in the sun for some "light therapy" and vitamin D. 

 

 I came inside and pulled out a lovely work in progress. 

 

I love Blackbird Designs and wish I had the time to work
every single one of their cross stitch patterns.

I would wallpaper my whole house with them. 
(Love their fabric too).
 

I'm currently working on Anniversaries of the Heart, Pattern 5. 
 

 

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...........my soul sighs cheerfully and feels mended.  It's just what my afternoon needed.  I needed to rest my busy mind and back, meditate and pray for cancer filled loved ones, count my blessings....
concentrate on anything but work!!   

Sewing is healing.  I feel as if I received a Vitamin B shot today. 

Now it's off to an early bed for me.  It starts all over again tomorrow. 

 

Do you need an afternoon vacation? 

What do you do when you snap?

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Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”  

~W.S. Merwin~

 

 

Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark,
or most in the dark,

but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery. ” 

 ~Wendell Berry, Hannah Coulter~

 

“Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery”

~Sappho~

 

 

To sew is to pray. Men don't understand this. They see the whole but they don't see the stitches. They don't see the speech of the creator in the work of the needle. We mend. We women turn things inside out and set things right. We salvage what we can of human garments and piece the rest into blankets. Sometimes our stitches stutter and slow. Only a woman's eyes can tell. Other times, the tension in the stitches might be too tight because of tears, but only we know what emotion went into the making. Only women can hear the prayer.”

~Louise Erdrich, Four Souls~

 

 

Thank you to my son who took the photos for me.  Such a SWEET young man.

 

Blessings, PEACE and favor to all of you.

(((group hug)))

 

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Dear Watson felt sorry for mama today. 

Nothing is better than sewing and kitten cuddles.

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