Slow stitch Sunday

The pink poppies are in full swing on the allotment. Masses of them.

I'm not the biggest fan of this particular variety as they're a bit too 'pink frilly knickers', but I love them when they're in bud and just about to bloom, also when the seed-heads appear. I always collect way too much seed for my own needs, so scatter handfuls on grass verges, hoping they'll pop up at roadsides in years to come.

Once home, I had the urge to do some simple stitching. Ages ago I cut out and kept a picture of these little fabric pieces by Janet Bolton.

I intended to make something similar. Plain fabric background, simplified image of a dragonfly. Initially I gathered together orange material, along with neutral pale browns and cream. But I didn't have quite the right brown for the colour scheme I wanted. Anyway, I always tend to drift toward pink. So instead I picked out a scrap of pink with gold hearts, as well as a linen look plain pink that I particularly like.

Using a straightforward running stitch I sewed horizontal and vertical lines, then added a simple binding.

I'm dithering now over whether to add a dragonfly or not. I quite like the idea of something delicate, the wings going over the edges of the binding. I'll put this mini project aside for now and have a think about it.

I'm typing this blog post to the sound of rainfall. Finally we've got showers, and probably later there'll be thunder and lightning, a good storm to clear the air. I'll read another chapter of my book before I turn in tonight. Kate Mosse 'The City of Tears'. It's a doorstep of a book, but very readable, an old-fashioned page turner and all the better for it.

Hope you enjoy what's left of the weekend. Bye!

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