Thursday, May 2, 2019

Needle and Thread and a Bandage

I finally did it, I sewed through my finger.   I have nipped myself a time or two over the years, but this time I did an actual through-and-through.   Thank goodness I didn't break the needle; thank goodness I didn't hit the bone.   When I saw the point of blood on the other side,  I wanted to take a photo for your enjoyment, but I was unexpectedly queasy for a bit.   It did hurt like billy-o, but not for long, and I am only somewhat sore now, two days later.


In the meantime, though, I sewed a little.  I have a couple of friends, I met them when our Search and Rescue group was looking for their missing father.  They were grateful for our support and have done a lot to support us in the three years since his body was recovered.   They love the legend that the sighting of a cardinal is a visit from the soul of a loved one, so I am working on cardinal towels to take them as a small gift.   

And I made this cute little fox pouch for my granddaughter, whose favorite animal (aside from a pangolin) is the fox.  Pangolin patterns are hard to find, but I thought this little fox was cute.


It is still cold, or at least too cold for me, but we continue to have hopeful little signs of spring.  Just a few more weeks and I should be able to complain about it being too hot again!



I talked to my oldest brother today.  I make up every dopey excuse I can think of to call him lately.   He talked about wrapping his mind around the concept of hospice, about the idea that they won't treat his infections or do anything to prolong his life.  That is not an easy pill to swallow, so he decided to focus on the silver linings of it all.   And he said that becoming so close to me is the silver-est lining of them all.   Tears in my eyes, that come so easily these days, all over again.

2 comments:

Marie Louise said...

Welcome to the 'put the needle trough the fingerclub' Now you may yourself consider a real seamstress....
I love the foxpouche.
Don't dispair:summer will come.

Barbara said...

Oh, Ouch! I’ve nicked myself a time or two as well, but never actually done a through and through. I nearly shaved off the end of my finger with a rotary cutter the other day though. Fortunately, I’m almost always too lazy to put in a new blade, and so mine was dull. The fox pouch is very cute, and I love the cardinals. I didn’t know that story about a loved one returning. You’d fit right in here in Oregon. We’re always unhappy about the weather. It’s almost a source of state pride. Your brother’s comment is touching. Made me tear up too.