It’s Beginning
There is nothing like a trip to the walk up attic to get me thinking about doing some Christmas decorating. I do not need snow to get in the mood. I would have had all of the decorating done if not for the fact that Thanksgiving is late this year. How many Christmas wall hangings are needed? If it were up to me I would clean out the stash of them and we would have to remove one to take a shower. What really slows me down is that our home has very little wall space. We are a home of doorways and windows.
For right now I brought the Father Christmas wall hanging down from the attic and found a place for him. This four foot tall fellow is ten years old and was a mixture of piecing and quilting. Metallic stars and crystals adorn this hat and collar while his eyes were captured with textile paints. Within the green background the perfect effect that represents the snow was small cotton balls that could be bought by the yard and cut individually. Several small gold bells are hanging from his belt that was made with braided embroidery floss. With the least amount of air movement the bells reflect an unexpected twinkle.
For those of you that don’t dabble in fuzz, thread and stitches – you really don’t know what you are missing. The pharmaceutical industry can’t hold a candle to the peace that passes all understanding when fabric, thread and creativity come together.