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bird Time Out for a Happy Dance!
21 April 2005

Latest Finish 21.04.05 - Girl's Time Out - Click for a larger image! Yes! Two days before my goal, I have completed “Girl’s Time Out” in 41 hours and 15 minutes. I don’t really have too much to say about her as I have talked about most all of the things I did with her already.

However, I will mention the last few changes that I made: First, you may notice her little doll has no hair. (It is on the floor beside the scissors.) In the diagram, the doll still has a bit of hair, but I decided it would make the “time out” more poignant if instead I stitched a little more hair beside the scissors and left the doll bald… Not that any of US ever gave our dolls hair cuts like that… Right?! ;)
Second, originally the wall paper also had green areas to stitch beside the pink blocks to represent flower stems/leaves. Upon a little trial and error I left them out because 1.) these half stitches were scattered and I had a hard time tacking them down properly and not carrying them and 2.) in order for them to look like leaves some of the half stitches would have had to go in the opposite direction of my stitches and I thought that looked funny and like I had made mistakes. I decided that just pink “squares” on the wall paper looked good enough.

Third, I changed my signature. I have been thinking about putting my whole (first) name on my pieces instead of just my initials for a while actually and just decided it was time.

Finally, I have to say that I am really glad that I decided to stitch this on pink fabric instead of the recommended white. I think it looks so sweet this way. Granted, it is a lot of pink and I was worried that the shades would blend into the fabric, but instead I think they compliment it nicely.

As I said the other day, I have plans for this piece. I already have a framing idea for it and I think I will do it myself, so I guess in the next days I will be making a trip to my (in)famous craft store and ordering up a frame and a matte so that it can be sent to the intended recipient ASAP.

bird Cat on a Red Brick Roof

Scout on the Barn Roof - Click for a larger image! Dear Black and White Neighbor Kitty (henceforth named “Scout”),

I must say, you really made my day when I glanced out my living room window and saw your little black and white face poking up from the barn roof today.

Like most kitties you are very curious and this is not the first time I have seen you on top of the roof of the barn scouting out your territory.

No doubt you were investigating all of those noisy birds that are busy making their nests in the trees below and calculating how long it will be before those eggs are laid. As I am sure you know, the eggs themselves would make a tasty meal, but if you wait for them to hatch, those naked defenseless baby birds would be, by far, a more filling treat.

As I stood at my window attempting to take your picture, you appeared to get camera-shy and ducked away. But something told me you had not gone far and my patience was rewarded when you peeked up again after a few minutes.

Though you appeared to look directly at me so that I could take your picture, I imagine my three kitties that were also at the window with me were what caught your attention. And I must say that for the first time in weeks I was glad that I couldn’t go out on the balcony, because I probably would have scared you away like I did last time you were on the barn roof.

I hope you return in the future to brighten my days, but please, do be careful. Barn roofs are very tall and can be dangerous for even the most sure-footed kitty.

Your friend,
Renée, the blondelibrarian