Last night when I was thinking about making the video, I remembered that there was a piece of Aida in a bin of cross stitching supplies from years and years ago. I’ve talked about it before. I thought I had lost everything in a house fire in 1992 but some of the magazines in this one bin were dated 1992 and there was one piece of Aida with a bit of stitching on it. I’m not sure if I’m remembering correctly but I think some of my friends shared some of their supplies with me after the fire or it may have been that I had subscriptions that had not expired yet. I can’t remember. That was a long time ago and there’s a whole lot of things I do not remember, or choose not to remember.
Anyway, this piece was in there. I wasn’t a bad stitcher back then, was I?
This was the beginning of a nutcracker. The chart is still in the bin but I will never finish stitching this piece. I may save it. Of course I will . . I save everything.
Here’s why they tell us to never leave needles in the fabric.
The needle rusted and left a mark on the fabric. This piece has probably had a rough life. I’m sure it’s been stored in attics, storage buildings that were not climate controlled. It’s made at least 11 moves, two to four houses in different states . . from Texas to Louisiana, to Kentucky, to Missouri, to Texas and back to Missouri.
Heck, maybe I should finish it it. It’s been with me a very long time.