Day 3

Lots more bling than usual.  Blingy hummingbird!  (more sequins to come)

1 Year of Stitches: 2017 Facebook Challenge

Please join me on Facebook for this embroidery challenge.  It starts (officially) on January 1st, 2017.  The group name is "1 Year of Stitches:  2017"  You just stitch one embroidery stitch (or more) every day of the year.  No real rules to speak of!  Oh, and take pictures and post them.

Here are some of my supplies for the challenge.  I'm making "Little Embroideries," patterns from the Sublime Stitching craft pad.  No hoop is bigger than 6 inches across.  I'm using leftovers from other projects and picking one floss color to use randomly.  When I use that color up I'll pick another, no looking! I'm going to embellish with beads and sequins too.

Here is Day 2, a yellow humminbird:

roses 3-4

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"Dumb Blonde" 2. Something in the Way

A Blonde and her adventures.

roses #2

http://annewestlundphotography.com/featured/roses-2-anne-westlund.html

"Dumb Blonde" 1. In the Box

roses #1

http://annewestlundphotography.com/featured/roses-1-anne-westlund.html

fall leaves #16

http://annewestlundphotography.com/featured/fall-leaves-16-anne-westlund.html

"Grab That"

Grab That

If Trump wins

nothing will be the same.

I'll lose my healthcare

and have to beg on corners

for insulin

and anti-depressants.

We'll go to war

with everyone.

And no one will be safe.

Especially kitties

and other pussies.

Day 8:  nothing will be the same/nothing will ever change

November 8, 2016

"Faith"

Faith

Faith

is seeing what others

can't.

Faith

is believing in what can't

be seen.

Faith

is getting direction from

God.

Faith

is love in action.

Day 8

November 8, 2016

fall leaves #15

http://annewestlundphotography.com/featured/fall-leaves-15-anne-westlund.html

fall leaves #14

http://annewestlundphotography.com/index.html

"Tears"

Tears

Call me soon,

but he doesn't.

So I call

and it's a disaster.

Anger begets anger.

And I'm sorry, so sorry.

For hoping that time will heal.

It hasn't been long enough.

What a difference a night makes?

And tears, many tears.

We are speaking, not sniping

at each other.

The rift, the tear

isn't yet healed.

But we are on the mend.

Day 9:  call me (blank)

"Ignorance is Bliss"

Ignorance is Bliss

Like the cat

tearing up the Dish guide,

paper bits everywhere,

it all falls apart.

After the election,

depression falls on the Liberals,

the Dems.  Where's your sense

of humor?  But we can't find

it anywhere.

I'm supposed to be a lamp

in the darkness, dim at best.

He found my watch, now

I can tell time.

I liked it better when I was

clueless.

Day 9

November 15, 2016

"Making Coffee"

Making Coffee

I get up first,

usually.

On Mondays,

garbage and recycling

out.

All week long,

measured spoons

of ground coffee,

twelve cups of water,

a filter,

Mr. Coffee.

Hot java,

every morning,

two cups,

it's a tradition.

Day 7:  activity poem

November 7, 2016