Something Completely Different

I mentioned yesterday in my rant comments about The Farmer's Wife that I hadn't been sewing since coming to Chautauqua.  Haven't been blogging, either, someone might point out. 

But that doesn't mean the fingers have been idle.

We spend a lot of time attending lectures and concerts at a huge venue (I believe it seats 5,000 but perhaps I'm making that up), the Amphitheatre.  Called "The Amp" by the community, it has a large stage and uncomfortable wooden pew-benches going up at impressively steep angles.  Before a scheduled event, you'll see hordes of people briskly walking in the direction of The Amp, each carrying a situpon or two, an absolute necessity for bun preservation on those benches.  Usually we plan to arrive early in order to get the seats we prefer.  People bring along books, needlework, newspaper puzzles, Kindles, journals to fill the time while waiting for the lecture or concert to start.  And it is an informal setting, so people often continue to work on what they've brought during the event.

I had bought some stamped bibs to embroider and brought them along to work on at The Amp.  And just look what I've accomplished!  Stamped embroidery hasn't been "my thing" for many years, and it still isn't really, but with all of the reproducing my children and my friends' children have been doing, I've brought it back. 

These four are done.  I have two more for the remainder of the week.  A cow.  And, as Caroline says, a peeeeeg.