Sunday, January 06, 2013

Story Telling Sunday

Good morning my blog friends. Today being the first Sunday in the month means it's story telling time. This is hosted by the lovely Sian and her suggestion for this year is Pick your Precious.
How did Sian know? That I had already started an album In July 2009 My Little Treasures.
This is what I wrote on the inside cover, the blurb if you like.

As I look around my bungalow I realise I have so many things I love, none of them of much monetary value, but they are all precious to me for one reason or other. So I decided to make a little album of layouts of them all. I want to record where they came from and why they mean a lot to me.
Each item will have a page of its own, decorated as befits anything that I love. A kind of catalogue of treasures belonging to a scrapbooker.


The first page is about probably my most treasured possession as it is something that John made. A very delicate cross stitch picture done on fine linen with just a single thread. Each stitch tenderly placed.
John would sit for hours stitching away, it was his way of relaxing, and although he did many many lovely pictures this is by far my favourite. The actual embroidery measures 14" x 17" mounted and framed it measures 21" x 23" and is hung in my hallway. 

The Cyclists

This is my Pick of the Precious for this month, why not head over to Sian place High in the sky to see what everyone else has picked.

15 comments:

debs14 said...

Oh my goodness - what an intricate a beautiful piece of work that is. What a talent, and what patience he must have had to make that. Single thread work? Must have taken hours and hours and hours. What a treasure.

Jo said...

That is an amazing piece of cross stitch and I'm not surprised that it's so precious to you.

Sian said...

HI Mary, it's so good to see you again in 2013 and I'm smiling at the lovely thought that you were ahead of me on this one :) I have a feeling that we share a lot of thinking about the way we scrapbook and the things we want to record

Your John's talent was amazing! This picture would be a treasure in anyone's book. It's stunning.

Jennie said...

Oh my - what talent and patience your John must have had. No wonder you treasure that picture - it is really beautiful - and I do so love the idea of your album - which will also become a treaure I am sure. Thanks for sharing your story - a lovely one to start 2013. J xx

Chipper said...

That is STUNNING! It must have taken him hours and hours. My friend's husband embroiders, when they go shopping for new supplies the shopkeepers find it strange that he stitches. Great to see another man relaxing with a bit of stitching :-)

Sabrina S. said...

Wonderful piece!!! No wonder it's so precious. Happy 2013 and to many great stories!
Cheers from Bordeaux, France

scrappyjacky said...

What a beautiful piece of stitching...precious indeed.

Cheri said...

I never knew cross stitch could be so fine and intricate. The piece is beautiful!

Sheena said...

Wow, how beautifully stitched your picture is and hung where it will be seen every day. Thank you for sharing Mary x

Missus Wookie said...

Oh that is gorgeous - a real work of art. I'm glad you've recorded about it in your book of treasures and can see it daily.

Becky said...

Wow! That is really wonderful. Looking forward to seeing more of your precious items and their stories over the year xx

Elizabeth said...

No wonder the beautiful, delicate, cross stitch is your most treasured possession. It was made with love and kept with love.

alexa said...

Gosh, so beautifully and delicately done ... and your page has the same feel, a real tribute to the quality of his work :).

Irene said...

Thank you for sharing this precious piece of cross stitch. It truly is a work of art and love. A lovely story.

Maria Ontiveros said...

What a wonderful "precious." I am really loving all the stories this year.
Rinda

A place for me to put the pictures of layouts I have done that I am pleased with, to put in the poems I write and to add snippets of things that have caught my eye