I am now having the pleasure of stitching this slow cloth to give the texture to the patchwork fields and found these wooden beads a lovely addition.
You could say that my life over the next ten years could be said to be the road to St. Mawes. Hopefully as colourful as this cloth.
This little stitched heart has magic around it (a gift from Jude of Spirit Cloth). It is magic used sparingly.
Cloudy grey days of winter with slushy snow make me crave the richer gem-like colours. It's strange isn't it?