Completed my table runner late last evening,
Saturday.
The pattern for this came from American Patchwork
& Quilting, August 2013 issue. I fell in love with it
the moment I saw it and knew it would be a great
way to use up some of my patriotic fabrics as well
as some reds, blues and creams I have had forever.
Although all the reds and blues vary, they look good
when all together.
I'm really glad I took the time to hand quilt each
row. The stitches are in the ditch and really seem
to make the rows stand out.
As I was finishing this late last night I thought of
a piece I had written for my history entitled
"Unpicking Stitches".
An old wives tales states:
“If you sew anything on Sunday;
when you get to heaven you will have to
pick all the stitches
out with your nose.”
That alone should be a deterrent to sewing on Sunday.
Whenever we wanted to sew on Sunday
Mother
would always discourage us by stating the above.
I’m not sure if it referred more to sewing on
the sewing
machine or doing hand work, but as a young girl, I refrained
from
sewing on Sundays.
As I grew older and started my business, I did not like to
sew on Sunday because I felt it was breaking the Sabbath
and sewing for profit
was not acceptable. However, I did
and
do like to sit quietly and do hand work.
A few months ago, I decided to quickly sew together a little
project I had been working on before church so I could do
some hand stitching
on it in the evening. In my rush to
complete it, I accidentally sewed two rows together upside
down and had to unpick them.
As I sat there with
my little blue “unpicker” pulling out the
stitches, into my head popped this
saying. I hadn’t thought
of it in
years. I had to smile as I thought of
all the hand
sewing I have done through the years on Sunday and of
all the stitches I am going to have to unpick with my nose
when I get to the other side.
If the saying holds true, I best get my nose “sharpened”
before
I leave this mortal existence.
Just wish I could chat with
Mother for a short time and see if she is
finding it difficult
to ”unpick her stitches with her nose.”
At least there will now be one less thing I have to unpick
with my nose by completing this last evening!
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