A little squirrel-y

So, I have another finish:

I started this little guy back in February, so it was very definitely time to get him completely stitched.

He's only about 2" square, so I'm not quite sure how I want to finish him. There are five other designs in the series, all on the smaller size, so I'm thinking I may be able to get my framer to float them all--somehow--in the same frame. That is a discussion for another time.

I also finished the stitching for the accessory carrier for Tsubaki:

And I started outlining one of the pieces for the cover:

I think outlining all the pieces will be my goal for this week.

Is anybody else freaked out by the fact that the year is now half over? I'm also freaked out by the low number of finishes I've been able to accomplish thus far this year. Hopefully my mojo is going to return for the second half.

Catching Up

This has been a discombobulated month.

My office is moving. The move was delayed. Consequently, I am working out of boxes. And learning a couple of new systems. And still handling what I was handling before. This does not leave a lot of time or energy for anything else.

Baby Girl and I went to Salty Yarns at the beginning of the month. This time she was taking the class and I went to hang out and relax. It was a little chilly and overcast and windy, but I found a corner and stitched. That was the last time I had an extended period of time to do so.  I loved every minute of it and can't wait to go back, but I have to wait until September. Not that I'm counting the minutes or anything . . .

I do, finally, have another finish to announce.  Frances Burwell is done. Done, done, DONE! The last little bit--the "canopies" along the bottom--were just about the most boring thing in the world. If I didn't need to free up the scroll frame for another project, this might have languished in the to-do pile forever. But it is done!

Normally this would be my free stitching afternoon, but we spent yesterday with Mother. Then, as we were wending our way home, a ginormous storm hit our neighborhood--and we arrived home to no electricity. So, no lights for stitching, no power to run the washer and dryer, no stove or microwave for cooking supper--and no desire to open the frig in case the power stayed off for a long time. It came back on around 3 a.m. so we got up, cooked breakfast since we hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday, and went back to bed.  When we finally got back up, half the day was gone. The washer is now swishing and the dryer is rumbling and I'm trying to force myself to run a dust cloth over the most exposed spots.

Or I could give myself permission to ignore all that and pick up my needle instead.

No mojo

For the last week, I've had no mojo.

None.

No desire to stitch, therefore no desire to blog--or no desire to blog so no reason to stitch. Whatever the result, this has been a lost week.

I think it's the heat. Here in my part of the world, we've had temperatures in the mid-90's. In May. On April 2, we had snow flurries. Just a few weeks later, we've moved into August without even seeing May, June, or July. And when it's this hot, even with AC running, I have no desire to do anything other than the absolute necessities.

We finally had a little bit of a break in the weather yesterday--it only got into the high 80's, but I'll take what I can get--and I got the middle panel of Barbara Jackson's Pineapple Perfection stitched.

The owl will have eyes when everything is stitched since I don't want to deal with potentially tangling up my thread on beads until I'm all but through.

So, this leaves just one panel to stitch. Wonder if I can get into the mood to work on it--or could there be something else in the basket that will lure my mojo back?