Without a map or destination, I'm becoming obsessed with this one.
The story it belongs with is still largely untold.
What I was hearing as I stitched were totally unrelated conversations between the main characters of the book that I have already finished, the one that's being edited. What more do they need to say? Why?
Meanwhile, I'm kerning* thread. Crazy. *kerning - the process of adjusting the spacing between characters in a proportional font, usually to achieve a visually pleasing result.
Whew - thanks for the run on Dirty Threads. I've packed up the orders and will get them to the post office in a while.
This lot here is fresh. I'm struggling to get the range of greens I want for Night Gardener. Working outside in full sun and high humidity has a way of stupefying me. If I put up the umbrella (now dead) or pitch a new tent, I can't get the truth of the colors to my brain, so there's a lot more serendipity than color science. Still not happy, although some interesting things have hatched. These will go into inventory soon.