28ct Cashel Antique White Linen
I actually put in a few stitches , very few, on Miss Margaret last September, but had to set her aside for gift and Holiday Stitching. She waited patiently for me while I stitched on other things and all of a sudden I woke up one morning and knew I had to pick her up again. I fell in love with her motifs and her colours and on the last Sunday in January inspiration struck! I was going to try to finish her before our year ended.....okay....I really wish inspiration would have struck a little earlier...but hey maybe I could do this. After all... I have a plan! :) So I have been stitching every free minute I have and then some and in a little over a week this is how far I have gotten. One motif a day, a little border now and then, a little over one now and then and soon she will be done. Right? Well it is a good plan but we will have to wait and see if I can pull this one off. Maybe...maybe not....but either way she is a delightful sampler to stitch, one of the sweetest samplers I have ever stitched, and I love her dearly. I will enjoy the journey and be happy whenever I finish her...
When I choose a sampler to stitch it is usually one band or motif that captures my heart and lets me know I have to stitch this one. Margaret had a few motifs that captured my heart and brought back memories. The blue butterflies were definitely one of them.
When I was a little girl I was absolutely TERRIFIED of bees. If one even came remotely close to me I would duck and weave and try to get away from it. I am sure many who witnessed these interesting moves had a little laugh and wondered what this little blond haired girl was doing...LOL... Anyway....one Sunday afternoon after lunch my Grandfather and I were out in our backyard. It was a beautiful day, full of sunshine, the roses were all blooming and of course the bees were out. Oh dear....all of a sudden I felt something fly by my face. Then began my bobbing and weaving routine...My Grandfather who was the quietest, most gentle man I have ever known took me in his arms and pointed to not a bee, but a beautiful butterfly that was flying right near us. We watched in silent wonder as it went from flower to flower. My Grandfather explained how if I just stood quietly and watched what was happening around me I wouldn't have to be afraid...because nothing would sting me... if I didn't scare them. So he explained how quiet we should be as we watched this beautiful butterfly and he put out his hand...and held very, very still...I was so quiet I was barely breathing, and lo and behold this butterfly landed on his outstretched hand and just sat there looking at me. To this day I can see so clearly my Grandfather with this butterfly sitting so calmly on his hand, like it didn't have a care in the world. So when I look at the beautiful butterflies in this sampler I will always remember the gentle man who was my Grandfather, who loved me enough to take the time to show me the beauty in nature and not to be afraid of the bees in life because in doing so I just might miss the butterflies :)
Well I had better wipe away the few tears that I shed over this memory because I have a plan....and I need to start stitching another motif...winks...
I hope all of you are finding time to enjoy your stitching in 2014. I know so many of you have had such horrid weather these past weeks...keep in mind that eventually Spring will come and with it... the butterflies.
Happy Stitching my Friends!