I thought I wanted to stitch the one camisole I had brought to the workshop, and at the beginning I was quite stubborn in trying to keep the camisole intact. By the middle of the week, I just cut the whole thing up, and fortunately didn't feel an ounce of regret. The back part of the camisole is what you see.
Mary for the poem.
poem "I thank you God for most this amazing" is by E.E Cummings. I loved this poem, (I love poetry a lot), and this one spoke to me that day, which is what I love most about poetry, it finds you, and it speaks to you at the right moment.
And I do thank God for everything in my life, I've always have, so this poem seemed like a perfect fit.
So this is what I did when I was actually doing something. I also talked a lot, got distracted by this or that, went to the pool a couple of times, and learned a stitch or two (but those are somewhere else).
It is much easier to show someone else's work, admire it and compliment it. When it comes to our own work, all of sudden our judging wand goes bonkers. Why, oh why, are we so tough on ourselves??
I hope you have a wonderful day.