I was reading blogs today at work and came across Tanya's wish for a sampler that's a little less pastel. Coincidentally, I started one. This is not the greatest photo--I didn't get home until 8 tonight, so the light was going. It's Christinia Cathcart, and what I love about it is the vivid colors. (Christinia Cathcart is by The Samplar Workes and is being stitched on 34 ct Oaten Scone Legacy Linen with the recommended AVAS threads.) Note to Tanya though: there are 56 of these strawberries on the border...
I'm thinking Christinia and Dorothy can hang out together once they're finished and framed--BFFs in the living room. Their colors are complementary. Hard to tell from the photos--this weekend I'll try shooting them together--that the colors of the fabric are very similar. Actually, I need to take another photo of Dorothy, as I've done some more work on it. I'm fighting the realization that I have to stitch most of the motifs again on the other side, which is the drawback of symmetry, isn't it--two of everything!?) I truly appreciated your suggestions and support on the matter of my being stuck in the middle of several projects; I'm going to try Connie's suggestion of using two threads on 1763; I'm going to go without the green queen stitches and pull out the three that I put in on Tulips, and I will eventually restitch Janet Gibson, but not just yet. And thanks, Anna; I'm mixing up a batch of garlic juice and cayenne and other ingredients to save my little garden, although the beasts seem to have moved on, at least temporarily.
This is Yazziebear, who's a sick kitty tonight. BF took her to the vet; she was very sick in a bloody way. We were convinced that she has stomach cancer (she's 15--not that old for a Siamese, who routinely live into their 20s--but she's been losing weight steadily over the last few months). The vet is thinking it's pancreatitis, which she's had before, coupled with a bacterial infection and perhaps a thyroid thing. We're hoping it's that. She was one of our first adoptees, and she's the fierce alpha cat of the house; no one messes with her--not even Pink, who's the alpha rabbit. She's a talker; I miss her sitting at my feet, chirping companionably.
Thunderstorm's coming, so off I go to do a few things in case we lose power.