TARRAGON & THYME

With all sorts of ideas and inspiration in my mind at the moment, and hopefully getting to start some of the prospective projects too as soon as possible. Forever the Dreamer me, but I do bring things into fruition eventually if I have not over-thought things in the creation process. Friday night I started a small project that has been hanging around for ever.  I went wrong and ended up pulling out the work I had managed to achieve as I had read the pattern incorrectly.  In my possession I have a couple of wooden sewing tables.  One of them belonged to my Great Aunty Ivy which needs restoring and I also managed to pick up a mini version (also on legs) which also needs some TLC.  Quite a while ago I bought a wooden pincushion kit where you work what appears to be a cross stitch with a solid colour backing of some Pansies. The pincushion base itself is well padded, and in a similar colour wood to both of my needlework boxes. In reality the piece is worked in tent stitc...

Do you dream and can you remember what you have dreamed of the following morning? As a child I used to dream a lot and if I was upset about anything it used to come out in my sleep. So much so when my Dad went away for a 13 week stint to train for a new job in Basingstoke (Dad was away Sunday to Thursday night) I pined for him and would not settle and became a prolific sleep walker and frequently during this period started screaming my head off in my sleep. My poor mother went through hell and back with me, (and she had my young brother to cope with as well) but every Friday Night and every night Dad was home I setled and there were no problems until he left the house again. As an adult, when I am upset about things it tends to come out in my sleep. I have been known to have a nightmare (when at home in a single bed) I was dreaming that somebody was throttling me and I was really involved in my dream. So much so I screamed out in terror at about 2 or 3 a.m. and had the whole family con...