Gettin' Freaky With Fancey

Earlier this month I finished Pineberry Lane's Fancey Blackett and the Harvest Dance. I love Fancey. She's embracing nature, the squirrels, and just celebrating the joy of the harvest season. I imagine her kitchen is well stocked with herbs for the cauldron and her witch's brew. It's a cozy place, fire going, the scent of sage in the air, a nice harvest stew bubbling on the back of the stove, her Book of Shadows open on the rustic table, bread rising on the counter, and cat or two or five curled up in nooks around the large room. And Fancey, why she's excited waiting on her friends to drop by so they can celebrate the Turn of the Wheel and sharing a Blessed Samhain.

Fancey Blackett and the Harvest Dance

Pineberry Lane

mystery linen-I think it's a 30ct R&R

DMC

I also had another finish this month, Hands To Work's My Beloved Tennessee. I've been feeling a bit homesick recently and this chart called to me. Even though I spent most of my life trying to get out of Tennessee, it's home, it's where you will find all my family and occaisionally I miss it so much it hurts. I love Florida but over the last couple of years I realize more and more that I will never be a true Florida girl, I will always be a Tennessean.

My Beloved Tennessee

Hands to Work

32ct antique white linen aged by me

DMC

Future Projects

With the beginning of the 2011 holiday season my mind is drawn to 2012 and all the projects I hope to start and WIP I want to finish. 2011 so far as been a bit of a fail. I haven't had near as much stitching time as I would like and my project finishes have been few and far between. I know it's not a race but there are so many things I want to stitch, I want to "Stitch all the things!" Totally taken from this Hyperbole and a Half post, scroll down to see "Clean all the things!"

Hyperbole and a Half: This is Why I'll Never be an Adult

These days I spend a good bit of time sorting through charts, making lists of future projects, supplies needed, and then squealing when I've kitted something up and it's sitting there waiting on me to put in that sacred first stitch.

There are so many people that don't understand the call of needle, thread, fabric, and a crisp new chart, I feel very sorry for them but then again they may not understand why sticking to the kitchen floor doesn't bother me in the least and they just love the smell of Pinesol and Soft Scrub. Hmmm, no I still feel sorry for them. Give me a comfy spot and some good solid hoop time and I'm a happy girl. I do get concerned at times that one day I'm going to wander into the kitchen for a little snack and the floor will refuse to give me up. Now that I think about it maybe I should keep that bottle of Pinesol within reach.

Hope everyone has a wonderful and safe Halloween. May your pumpkin patch be sincere and may the Great Pumpkin shower you with gifts.