Cross Stitching is an old-fashioned hobby for sure, but I love it. When I lived in Connecticut, I spent many a fall and winter evening stitching up a storm- cute country themes, kitchen wall hangings, dish towels….everything. I don’t know why, but cross stitching feels like it should be done when the weather is cooler, with a nice mug of tea nearby.
When I moved to Florida 15 years ago, I kind of let the hobby go. It just didn’t match the tropical weather- not something you could pack to work on at the beach, for instance. Last year when I moved to the mountains of NC, my mother came to visit in the fall and was leafing through a Country Living Magazine when she found a pattern for a little log cabin. She asked me to help her with it, so I went through my old basket filled with cross stitch supplies to find her a hoop to borrow. The basket was filled with memories for me…little alphabet girls that I stitched for my baby daughter, patterns I had finished for the walls of my house in Connecticut- all of a sudden, I had an overwhelming urge to start a new project. After all, it was FALL in NC- the start of cooler weather!
We spent the next few weeks working on cross stitch projects together. Mom finished her little log cabin and I stitched up a masterpiece for my sister’s Christmas present. I felt like I found an old friend. I worked on a few more projects before it was time to go to Florida for my winter job. I did pack a project to work on but alas, Florida won again and I never even picked it up.
Flash forward to the end of my work season here, I’m leaving to go back to the mountains tomorrow, and what’s on my to do list? You guessed it- the cross stitch project I never touched while in Florida!