For England. I’ve tried to type the proper words. I don’t have them. All children are so precious. There is no reward in heaven for such an act. Ridiculous. There simply could not be. May this one truth, one day, be understood by all people.
My mama’s old stationary box houses my embroidery thread. You may or may not remember how beautiful stationary used to be when it came in such a box; back when writing to friends and family was the least costly way to stay in touch. Stationary boxes were often given to my mom for Christmas and birthdays, and even though this one is tattered, the box behind the wrapping is still sweet. My mama stored her embroidery thread here too. I knew when I came across the box, I’d continue to use it for the same sweet purpose.
I’ve been working on some embroidery for the Etsy shop opening in June, and dividing my time between working on projects for the shop and a little knitting.
There is something about embroidering that brings back precious memories of happy times in my childhood. Perhaps that’s because the quiet moments it brings with it, reflect the times when I was most comfortable as a young girl.
A new knitting project has been started as well. I was feeling the need for a new color on the needles. I’ll share more about it tomorrow, (we are heading to the last violin and piano lesson before summer.) I promised myself picnics this summer. I started this morning. The air is brisk and the sun shining. I did need to go back in for a sweat shirt though.
Fabric is waiting to be sewn into projects bags.
The food we have been enjoying lately has been simple. Yesterday my son made this for lunch. I can honestly say it will now be my favorite lunch! We enjoyed the crispy bread, topped with avacados with iced, sweet green tea. The second sandwich, is lightly buttered bread, place butter side down on parchment paper, lightly spread with an olive bruschetta spread (bought in a jar), and sprinkled with gorgonzola and parmigiano cheese, then baked at 350 until crispy. Yes please!
Sending you all love during this incredibly sad time. May the simple comforts of home, quiet crafts, family, good food...a picnic… may it in some way comfort you. Love, Jeannine