Inch by inch….
Stitch by stitch….
Last Sunday, I left off with the letter ‘P’.
‘Q’ and ‘R’ are finished, so this Sunday the letter ‘S’ will be stitched.
Are you slow stitching today? Check out the link up at Slow Sunday Stitching! There are lots of fun projects by like minded stitchers to see!
Stay healthy! Stay safe!
Pincushion Post 1
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“I spent my young adult years postponing many of the small things that I knew would make me happy…I was fortunate enough to realize that I would never have the time unless I made the time. And then the rest of my life began.” ― Chris Peterson
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“My barn having burned down, I can now see the moon.” ― Mizuta Masahide (17th century Japanese poet and samurai)
“If your heart is broken, make art with the pieces.” ― Shane Koyczan
“You may have to fight a battle more than once to win it.” ― Margaret Thatcher
“Do not judge me by my success, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.” ― Nelson Mandela
“A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.” -Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887) clergyman and social reformer
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” Winston Churchill (1874-1965), Prime Minister of the United Kingdom
“To be nobody but yourself in a world that’s doing its best to make you somebody else is to fight the hardest battle you are ever going to fight. Never stop fighting.” e. e. cummings (1894-1962), poet, essayist, and playwright
“Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.” –E.B. White
Stay healthy! Stay safe!
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Do not blame the thistle that you see no beauty. -Johnathan Lockwood Huie
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I see, when I bend close, how each leaflet of a climbing rose is bordered with frost, the autumn counterpart of the dewdrops of summer dawns. The feathery leaves of yarrow are thick with silver rime and dry thistle heads rise like goblets plated with silver catching the sun. -Edwin Way Teale
You can imagine thistle-down so light that when you run after it your running motion would drive it away from you, and that the more you tried to catch it the faster it would fly from your grasp. And it should be with every man, that, when he is chased by troubles, they, chasing, shall raise him higher and higher.
-Henry Ward Beecher
The thistle is a prince. Let any man that has an eye for beauty take a view of the whole plant, and where will he see a more expressive grace and symmetry; and where is there a more kingly flower? –Henry Ward Beecher
If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire. -Rumi
A crippled child Said, “How shall I dance?” Let your heart dance,We said. Then the invalid said: “How shall I sing?” Let your heart sing, We said. Then spoke the poor dead thistle, “But I, how shall I dance?” Let your heart fly to the wind, We said. Then God spoke from above “How shall I descend from the blue?” Come dance for us here in the light, We said. All the valley is dancing Together under the sun, And the heart of him who joins us not Is turned to dust, to dust.
-Gabriela Mistral
A man that hoards up riches and enjoys them not, is like an ass that carries gold and eats thistles. -Richard Burton
Driving down the wrong road and knowing it, The fork years behind, how many have thought To pull up on the shoulder and leave the car Empty, strike out across the fields; and how many Are still mazed among dock and thistle, Seeking the road they should have taken? -Damon Knight
When on the breath of Autumn’s breeze, From pastures dry and brown, Goes floating, like an idle thought, The fair, white thistle-down; O, then what joy to walk at will, Upon the golden harvest-hill! -Mary Howitt
Stay healthy! Stay safe!
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