What do you do with your orts?
I used to just junk them. Now my elder daughter has convinced me that they need to be saved, so I put them in a little glass jar. The jars look rather pretty with a year or so of orts in them, so for now they're part of the decor of my living room.
My friend Meredith made me a Christmas ornament out of orts a couple of years ago, back when Lewiscraft (now defunct) was selling hollow plastic ornaments specifically for filling with orts. It's lovely.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I'm back
Since May I've worked, stitched, written, spent ten days in Florida, and basically had a blast.
Now that I'm writing an article for Embroidery Canada on stitchers' blogs I figured I'd better check in here again. I've joined sbq, so now I'll have to post at least once a week.
Now that I'm writing an article for Embroidery Canada on stitchers' blogs I figured I'd better check in here again. I've joined sbq, so now I'll have to post at least once a week.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
In praise of weekends
I am not a morning person, not even slightly.
All hail Saturday, the one day in my week when the alarm clock isn't set!
Of course, it's also a day where I have umpteen places to go and most of my trips can't be consolidated, but that's a minor point. I do at least have a moment or two to post this.
All hail Saturday, the one day in my week when the alarm clock isn't set!
Of course, it's also a day where I have umpteen places to go and most of my trips can't be consolidated, but that's a minor point. I do at least have a moment or two to post this.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Hello, World
Not at all sure why I'm doing this, or what I hope to accomplish, but what the heck, here goes.
Hello, World. I'm Ember.
Last week, my 16-year-old asked me if I was a rebel with or without a cause. I said both. Then she said she couldn't understand why I rebelled. As a child of the 60s and 70s, I can't imagine not rebelling against something or other. Sometimes I wonder where that girl comes from!
Hello, World. I'm Ember.
Last week, my 16-year-old asked me if I was a rebel with or without a cause. I said both. Then she said she couldn't understand why I rebelled. As a child of the 60s and 70s, I can't imagine not rebelling against something or other. Sometimes I wonder where that girl comes from!