I've decided counted cross stitch is the perfect antidote to soggy late winter days. The steady in and out of the needle is soothing and the whole process is somewhat like painting a picture. A boon for those of us with absolutely no talent in the painting department. The fabric is blank, like a canvas, and as the thread colors fill in the squares, the picture emerges. The picture just keeps growing, and in the end, I'll have a new piece of art to display.
Happy soggy day! ♥
You are always so positive and enthusiastic that I follow you as if you're the pied piper! However -- I draw the line at counted cross stitch. I might like doing the primitives more than the shaded pieces, but I don't enjoy the constant looking back and forth from graph to cloth.
ReplyDeleteInstead, I'm crocheting -- and making good progress with an afghan I started six years ago.
I don't enjoy complicated shaded designs either. These primitives have large sections of the same color, so not so much glancing back and forth.
DeleteHooray for the afghan re-emergence! Looking forward to seeing the results.