Cleaning out the buffet drawers is always a mini expedition here! That fabulous Victorian chunk-o-tiger-maple is my catch-all for old photos, crafty baubles, vintage tidbits and random thrift store silver. At the back of the drawer I found a cross stitch piece I had finished ten years ago, back in my sampler-obsessed days.
I designed this pattern as a folk art replica of the 1759 colonial home where I grew up. I made two samplers. The first I gave to my parents as a Christmas gift. The second I made a year later as a gift for my brother. Apparently I decided to hold out for the right frame and 9 years later I still haven't found the perfect match, though I suspect I gave up looking about 8 1/2 years ago.
Cross stitch and I have a love-hate relationship. I absolutely adore stitching historic samplers! But I usually screw up a line somewhere near to the project's end and hate looking for where I went wrong. Using over-dyed threads means ripping out all that is not right and starting over. For me, it's easier to part ways and move on to a new project. I will forever be that sampler stitcher whose linen's backside is a rat's nest of knots, whose stitches jump a line, and whose wrinkles never seem to smooth.
Thank goodness I am a primitive artist where all mistakes are forgiven as a sign of the times!
LOVE & HAPPY HOMES