Wednesday, July 13, 2011

A Little Stitching

Hello, Dear Ones! I wanted to show you a little stitching! I love to embroider and just don't do it as often as I would like. But I did take the time to embroider a little dresser scarf or runner, as we call them today.

As you can see, this is not an iron on pattern. I am always looking at olden embroidery designs online and keep them in a folder on my puter. I decided I would use this little Southern Belle so I enlarged the graphic I had and then outlined it with a dark marker so I could trace it in pencil on my fabric. I have been known to hold up my tracing and fabric to a bright window and just trace away on the window. I'm so talented like that, you know! :)


Here you can see I had started stitching and adding my colors. If you're wondering, the scarf or runner was from Hobby Lobby just waiting for a pattern to stitch. So...I drew this little Southern Belle on both ends.


Ta Dah!! Finished! Do you like her? This reminds me so much of my grandma's pieces she would embroider!


I wanted to show you her little curls. Am I good, or what? :) The curls are little French Knots gone wild! My dainty creamy most talented little fingers were just going to town. Oops, I was notified that I forgot to stitch the back of my little Southern Belle's neck! :)


Look really closely. I wanted you to see the magnificence of my work! I just amaze myself sometimes. You know I'm teasing, don't you? :)


See, my little Southern Belle has the most dainty creamy little hands too as she holds the water can to give the little red flowers a drink of water.


She also has dainty tiny little tootsies too! Oh, she is one delicate little flower of a Southern Belle.


I do believe she turned out pretty sweet. Maybe someday little Carter will say - My Grandma did this! :)

Here you can see the designs on each end. Now my tiny creamy delicate most talented fingers must rest a bit! I will go on and I will stitch again! :)




Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia :)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

Daydream Believer

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six o'clock alarm would never ring.
But it rings and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.

You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need.

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
~sung by The Monkees