A Nest of Days is serving me well a resting place for new clothwork.
This one grew a bit, just a single layer of muslin overlapped and stitched. One layer, the center is 3. That might be managed later.
The man is, in the meanwhile, sanding the table.
I think we best heal from the inside out. I can stretch and touch the edge, while my heart remains the center.
No stitch today but this exercise is also doing. Getting into the spirit of the thing. I made a video but it became a bit too brazen with no bra. Maybe if I wasn't going on 70. Ha! Feeling Free but not that free. So here is a less offensive snapshot I cropped out of it.
