On our recent Chicago vacation, while staying with my parents, they pointed out that at this point, they likely have more of my needlework in their house than I do – and they are right! At least in number of pieces – a couple in the living room, a couple in the guest room, one in the kitchen, even one in the bathroom! That’s because I lost most of my needlework in our house fire some seven years ago.
While I was thinking about it, I realized that I might still have pictures somewhere on my hard drive of some of that work. Lo and behold, I did! I apologize in advance for the quality of the photos, these were taken on an old, old digital camera.
There were many, many more pieces that weren’t photographed. I hadn’t thought about it much before. I just lived with my beautiful ecru wagon wheel afghan, and the rolled up, finished stitchery in my drawers. I had such a bounty of beautiful pieces and never really appreciated them. But I do now! I never, ever wait to frame a piece and put it up, as I mentioned above, and I still give away work often, to those who might (and might not LOL) appreciate it! I never mourn the pieces I gift to others, although who knows – they might be mouldering in crawlspaces or a dusty mess in an attic somewhere – because once I sent them out in the world full of love, they were on their own so to speak. But I do mourn the many pieces from my own collection that I lost.
Someday my walls will be as full as they once were. And every piece now means something extra special.
3 Comments for “Ah, the projects of old.”
I love every piece that hangs in our house and think of you whenever I see them,
They are lovely!
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