Friday night I went to the beach with my camera and my journal, hoping to think and write for a bit. It helped some.....and then I put my camera on an empty lifeguard chair, set the auto-timer, and just walked away. This was the result.
(There is a bigger version in my Flickr gallery.) For some reason, just looking at this shot makes me feel better, somehow. Although there is still a bit of me that wants to run...to be at the wheel of the Black Pearl, growling, "bring me that horizon..."
So, back to the stitching. Last night I got inspired to finish my Vermillion freebie into a faire bag. This one, purchased last year, was my inspiration:
My outer pocket came out a bit smaller than I would have liked...but all in all, not too bad! The green is a corduroy I had in my stash, and the brocade is scraps from the "Dress That Wasn't" for the renaissance wedding. Oh, and while I was merrily sewing along, with all that brocade and the heavy-duty needle on my machine...I managed to sew through my fingertip!! Ow!!! (Now all my sewing friends tell me I've been "initiated," though. hehehe) It really didn't hurt TOO much, thanks to years of testing my blood sugar, but now it is hard to stitch with the big gash in my fingertip. LOL