the finished smock
I did get it finished! And wore it! And love it!
I just adore it and have worn it more days since finishing the embroidery than not. Definitely need to stitch up another. Must get that Laura Ashley smock out for a look and there’s a lovely long smock Mum gave me for Easter that’s winking coquettishly to me from the wardrobe. I’m thinking of some blackwork designs but am not yet committed to the colour – black? dark grey? red? combination of these?
I have a marvellous book on order … Lesley Wilkin’s The Beginner’s Guide to Blackwork. Ooooooh … looks so good – hundreds and hundreds of options. And I love that she was inspired as a young girl by visits to the Victoria and Albert museum. What a magical place that must be. I have visited it – as a child and 21 year old – and whilst I enjoyed it, I’d have to say its richness was rather lost on my inexperienced mind. Goodness – the next time I visit, I shall need to pitch a tent.
I foresee lots more embroidery on our clothes in Bootville – perhaps not Julian’s, but you never know!. Until then, I shall just continue wearing and loving this one.
Gosh, it is so lovely at this very moment. There’s a wee bit of autumn sunlight left on the almost bare branches of the oak in our back garden. The air has quite a bite to it, and the grass is cold and damp under my socked feet as I bring in the washing. But inside our little home, a lamp or two is lit, the dinner is simmering on the stove, Abby has switched on the heating and I can hear it gently rumbling into life for the first time (?) this year, its warm air softly seeping into our rooms as she plays her cello. I am grateful.