My husband dropped me off at the weekly needlework night that I haven't been to in weeks, and took the boys to the mall. How strangely wonderful it was! I made progress on my project, a lovely little colonial-esque row of petite samplers. All the while, I enjoyed the company of about 15 women with our needlework. Much counted cross-stitch around the room. Plenty of intricate work and charming simple stuff, silks, perle cottons, cotton floss, fine scissors and handmade scissor fobs, and life stories and challenges were represented in that room tonight. Lots of laughter wove it all together.
Ahhhhhhhh. The sound of me relaxing a bit.
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