Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The healing of stitching in the cold of winter

We had this beautiful autumn filled with all the colours of the rainbow ... but all of a sudden, winter is here :-)

The little birch tree in my garden turned yellow but over a few minutes snow covered the whole scene :-)


 "Birkikvistur" (have no idea of the English name, sorry) has the most beautiful autumn colours I have seen but hidden under the cold snow.


 My little puppy, Krummi, has to go outside in the middle of the night. It is wonderful to listen to the peaceful night with no one around, even the birds are asleep. And watch the snow on the trees and hear the leaves fall to the ground. Beautiful but oh so cold ;-)

 As soon as the first daylight is visible, the birds start singing again and eat the delicious berries that wait for them.

In earlier posts you see that my dear Dúfa got ill and then died my poor little darling. While we waited and nursed her, I stitched this little Christmas box.
I always get help from the family with my projects ...  ;-)

Here is Edda "helping", she had to know what I was doing haha

And here is the box in close up. 
Thank you Judy for the kit. It is always so comforting and relaxing to stitch. We know that, don´t we:-)
Last year my husband was in the hospital for two weeks and in the meanwhile I sat there and watched over him and ... of course stitched :-)

This is what I stitched then.
I can´t think of anything more relaxing and comforting as stitching. It makes it easy to concentrate on praying and add positive thoughts to each stitch.

 Well, petting and taking care of the furry fourleggeds in the family is pretty comforting too :-)


1 comment:

CJ STITCHING AND BLOOMS said...

Good Day Rags, WOW, snow in Iceland already. Love the Autumn colors of the "Birkikvistur!! Your puppy Krummi is looking like a very happy and plump puppy.He is soo sweet looking.

Oh, my goodness you have the wee Christmas Box already stitched. I am very happy I sent it to you and it looks lovely.

I love Mother Nature has much as you and listening to the birds are glorious.

Hugs Judy