Can you tell I'm not in a good mood?
Here's the finish, filled with walnut shells, backed with a darker greenish taupe linen, with both linen colors variegated with the floss in this darling fringe, and if I wasn't done burning the wood it would be ash by now. I wasted DAYS that I could have put toward a sampler. I wasted three pieces of linen working on the back which is impossible to neatly attach when you don't turkey through both sides at once. This hairy little bastard has tried my patience more than Lucy and that ***** bird design put together. I've tried to keep my cool, have patience, take a deep breath, but my breath is now fire.
I was about to attach the trim over the stitching on the back, when I saw this. I don't know if it happened when attaching and removing the backing stitches, or probably when releasing the linen threads for fringe, but these pulled off. Could I fix them? Probably. Do I want to devote more time to it? Hell no. Will I ever do fringe again? Yes. But I'll find a different way.
But look at my leather britches. The beans are almost completely dried and I hung them with my sweet potato garland. I think they will eventually turn brown but that will take more time.
The other string that is drying much more slowly, is continuing to lighten. Happy happy. No yellow wax beans at the markets but I'll keep looking.
So what's next? A break. I want to get these tags finished, do a few boxes, stitch a Santa, and think about the next sampler. Right now, it's best I do nothing because when I get upset, it stays for a while. In this case, with all the thread splits, knots, tangled loops, six strand pile-ups, and frogs choking at every turn, I should have probably released a little steam from this pressure cooker now and then. The bigger the explosion, the longer it burns.
Thanks for your concern over my foot, which is back to normal size and feeling much better.
I hope your weekend is safe and enjoyable. Thanks for visiting!