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Okay, so I’m late to the party with my letter E post. So late, in fact, that two of my friends beat me to the punch with the same choice for their letter E. Nevertheless, I will show you my embroidery – which is really counted cross stitch.
I used to do counted cross stitch obsessively. Not as obsessively as I now knit, but I always had a project going. I did pillows, and baby bibs and the occasional sweatshirt. But my favorite thing to stitch was a project that could be framed. There are only two that I had framed that still hang in my house.
This is a sampler I did. You’ll note my name was different. But I still have it hung up because it was a crap-load of work, it matches the dining room, and I like it. That’s 22 count Aida, kids.
My kitchen in my old house was black and white, so I had to stitch this up. I just love the way the vegetables and letters go together. Except the letter K. What’s up with a pie for the letter K? And so what if my current kitchen is green? At least my name is still Carole.
Finally, there’s this. This is my one and only, true family heirloom. As you can probably guess, it was not stitched by me but by my great-great-grandmother, on paper no less. Her name was Anna Elizabeth Smith Jones and she actually saw Abraham Lincoln. It hung in my nana’s house when I was a little girl and she used it to teach me the Ten Commandments. After she died, it hung in my mother’s house, and then when she died, it came to me.
In this photo you can see the pencil marks for some of the designs that she didn’t actually complete.
And in this one, sadly, you can see that the paper is deteriorating. I think it’s okay in the frame that it’s in, as my mother and nana had it re-framed back in the 80s, and it’s all acid-free and stuff. But, clearly, it could never be reframed.
I love all my embroidery but this piece is truly a work of art to me.