Here is how I’ve started my morning with a cup of “Joe” and travels along the mountain trails of Hexagonia. (Are you old enough to recall this song ????
“I love to go a-wandering along the mountain track, and as I go I love to sling my backpack on my back–valdereee, valderaaah, valder-ahahahahaha ….”)My backpack being full of hexagons of course, lol.
I often have songs whirling through my head as I sit and sew…..I have found that I can baste about 10 hexies before I begin to feel it in my thumb. It’s the holding between thumb and forefinger that does it to me.
So far I have made:
This pile of basted bright turquoise and hand dyed blues; French writing and more batik blues ironed are waiting in the wings. I will most likely iron more papers on the rest of the cut batik blues –that fabric looks like water, so I think it will look like the rivers near Monet’s Jardin.
It is a grey, cloudy and cold day here; but my hands are warmed by the simple stitches I am taking.
My little angel is keeping watch over my aloe and pothos (excuse the wires on the side!) . She keeps me company while I stitch….
I hope you are having a relaxing Sunday. I am linking with Hexagon Alley and with Slow Sunday Stitching. Hope to see you all there…
hugs, Julierose, La Blageuse