After cutting pieces for another project, I had a little pile of torn off selvage edges. Some of them were beautifully frayed and so on a whim, I wove them together and basted them to a scrap of cotton. They sat there for the longest time. It seemed a rather silly bit of cloth, but intriguing, none the less. After seeing Jude's blocks of satin stitched bars, I wanted to try it and suddenly, stitching a tree on this bit seemed just the thing to do.
Around the tree I added lots of big snowflakes.
And now I'm filling in the background with flurries of snow. I have no idea yet where this is headed or what exactly it will become, but I find I can just stitch without thinking too much and right now, that's a good thing. It's peaceful and relaxing to just play around without so much direction now and then.
Here is the giver of my Sunday morning feather. There is a mated pair that nests nearby along with several of their offspring. They are wonderful neighbors to have!