Thank you for your little peeks in to see if I am still alive. I can tell by the statistics that blogger keeps for this site that people still visit from all over the world, and I am touched. Not a day passes when I am not working on my daily project. Every now and then I get up to stretch my legs and play with my new camera.
Here is a shot of a rare sunny day last week.
The multitude of little stitches it takes to fill the background of the embroidery I have been working on are incredibly time-consuming; I estimate I do about a square inch or 2.5 cm. a day. It has contributed to such a sedentary couple of weeks, that I have frightened myself with my stiffness and even a tingling in my right thumb that is surely caused by repetitive stress on it. Who knew embroidery could take such a toll?
Every day Wally practically begs me to take a day off. And when I say," But I'm almost done" or " I think I'll be done today", he says, "That's what you said yesterday." It's clear it takes a bit of the obsessive to persevere at this task.
The three inches of snow we were forecast for yesterday more than tripled. We drove a treacherous drive home from a day out on snow-packed highways with many white-outs, where the snow blows so hard you can't see in front of you. It was a little too exciting, and at one point I said to Wally who was driving, " I love adventures, especially safe adventures."
Somebody has a little shovelling to do....
This evening the snow is falling again. We watched it in warm security, creating a silvery background to the magnificent desert cinematography of "Lawrence of Arabia" and I mused how much I'd miss winter if I was ever to live somewhere else. I hope you are happy in your home wherever you live. It is a blessing to love where you live.