I cannot count my day complete
'Til needle, thread and fabric meet.
~Author Unknown

Sharing a common thread with those who love the art of hand embroidery

Thursday, October 8, 2020



We stood at the edge of the forest,
The friend of my heart and I,
Where the sunset glow of the dogwood
Met the sunset glow of the sky.
The breath of the coming winter
Came down from the pine-clad hill;
Its shadow crept over the landscape
And over our hearts its chill.
Edith Palmer, "October Violets," c.1872


mamasmercantile said...

Beautiful, both the embroidery and the poem.

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

How beautiful! And I'll write this poem in my journal today! Hugs!

Prims By The Water said...

Lovely stitching! Jaice

Carol- Beads and Birds said...

A lovely poem. Nice stitching for October flowers too.
xx, Carol

handmade by amalia said...

What a lovely poem to go with your sweet needlework. Which stitch did you use to make the flowers? It is beautiful.

Tammy@T's Daily Treasures said...

So very lovely!