These past few days I have been stitching and embroidering like mad. All that for a Christmas Tree skirt. Before last year I had never heard of such a thing, but then I bought the Irish Quilting magazine, and there it was.
Here is a little peep:
It was one of the attractions of this pattern for me. I just love letters in pictures. Perhaps that's why I like samplers so much? And Baltimore? And medieval Psalters... Letters add meaning and mystery.
The letters on this tree skirt are the last two lines from an old Irish Christmas Blessing:
"The joy of a thousand angels to you.
The love of the Son and God's peace to you."
And, oh what joy...In my shoe box with lots of gold threads I found exactly the right one to stitch these letters. It is black, with gold woven through it. At first sight it looks like one of those threads that take 10 years from your life, but... it behaves like a lamb - the perfect find. It is called 'Gold Rush', and I bought it at least 20 years ago in a sale, I don't even know if they still make it.
In the meantime, everyone, is gathering round the crib. There is the devout Welsh lady, and the French couple, and the Mennonites.
Because now I am off to sew the skirt together.
Just a quick look at a corner of the garden,
6 hours ago