Back in The Day, I used to do needlework. Then, my hands went bad, and I stopped for awhile, by which I mean 30 years.
Much more recently, I had been prescribed drugs that did really nasty things to my joints and muscles, especially my hands, and in desperation, I took up needle-and-thread again, hoping to restore some kind of flexibility to my fingers, because you’d be amazed how often you need your fingers in this life.
To my surprise, working with a needle has helped return suppleness to my fingers, which had already been somewhat improved by bidding the meds good-bye.
So, now I have a hobby, which means y’all are going to be troubled from time to time with pictures of the Work in Process.
Here’s the current sampler, front on the left; back on the right.
In business news, Steve and I are still working on the next book (which is a Jethri book), and have a couple short stories under contract. A new mass market paperback edition of Local Custom is scheduled for the fall.
We have both been vaccinated, and it’s getting hard to resist the lure of the sudden spring sunshine. Two weeks ago, Maine was a grey and mud-brown mess. Now, everything’s greening up, and pollen is in the air.
For those who have no interest in embroidery. Here’s a picture of Sprite.
The sampler is lovely, back and front. Thanks for showing us. I’m back to knitting, now that my brain can handle “in through the front door, once around the back, out through the window, off jumps Jack” again. Wishing you pain-free needlework and pain-free typing from here on out.
Excellent on the return to knitting! It’s a little disconcerting, how long it takes to …recover oneself. I forgot how to write for a scary bit, there, and while I’ve recovered that, I still have moments when I’m sitting in front of the screen, thinking. Wait, what? How do I do this?
If one likes and is interested in embroidery, is it permitted to enjoy the picture of Sprite as well?
Nice work.
Admire away.
Sprite is (as we’ve noted before) a Pretty Kitty!
My wife and I had, some years back a blue-and-white cat who looked pretty much like a Maine Coon (and acted it, too) except we’re told that blue and white is not standard colors for a Maine Coon. He was a sweet gentle soul who liked to sneak up behind one of us, working at, say, the kitchen counter, and flop down right behind us. even when we stepped on him (cause after all we didn’t know he was there) he would let out only a squeak. We miss him!
Glad to hear your various abilities are coming back!
Blue is an acknowledged breed color for Maine coon cats, nor are points taken off, so to speak, for white mixed in. https://www.tica.org/phocadownload/mc.pdf
It sounds like your cat had a robust coon cat sense of humor. I’m sorry you have to miss him.