A Stitch In Time...

 These sweet pictures are of my wonderful Mom and Dad. They hang in their hallway in their house.  So precious.  The last time I was there I took a lot of pictures of her "stitching".  When I think back to my childhood and evenings at home I see her sitting and cross stitching.  I never got the hang of it or was too impatient to work at it, but she loved it.  Here are some of the ones that I love that hang on her walls.

 CROSS STITCH

I’m completely addicted, to this I confess,

The ironing needs doing

and the house is a mess

The windows need cleaning

but what do I care

as I sit here and stitch

in my cosy armchair?

In a world of my own

I could cross stitch all day,

and that’s what I’d do

if I had my own way.

But I’ve got to get cracking

I’ve a dinner to cook

(for a husband who sits there

just reading a book).

There are pictures I’ve done,

all over the walls.

A few minutes to spare

and my cross stitching calls.

An obsession some say

and maybe they’re right

‘cos I could easily sit here

cross stitching all night!

by Janet Boor, Penzance

 I especially love this one. It has been in her kitchen for as long as I can remember. Such a true statement.

 The. Best.Words.

Blessings! Amy