Can a Stone be a Cloud?

 

Dimpled blemishes

for a dumpling of a pebble.

Don't you think this little thing

looks like it would rather be a mouse

scurrying through the grasslands in the background!

If a stone could be a cloud

this one would surely be one.

This one really tickles my fancy

perhaps because it is lying on a watery background

it seems to me it looks like Noah's arc.

Or perhaps a pair of clogs!

Such unusual markings

I haven't come across another like this.

Makes me think how individual we all are.

Each one marked differently by our life experiences.

Now, this individual is fed up and

wanting to exit stage left!

A bit lopsided...the photograph that is.

My favourite this week.
Just a little slither of a stone.

Returning to an Old Friend

This week I picked up an old piece and popped it into the hoop

it is like welcoming back an old friend

Feels good

A few months ago I had decided it needed a rest.

The excitement had gone out of our relationship!

I had lost interest

and there I had other commitments for the show in Yarmouth.

This week it called out to me

and I am happy to be involved again.

My ideas for this piece and stitching in general

 have evolved over the last few months.

Taking a break has done us the world of good!

As a result I am thinking it will be a much better piece.

Our relationship is strong again.

Wishing you a close relationship with your fabric and thread!

Happy Birthday to Handy Hubby!

Gee whizz

both of us nearly forgot.

It's That Time of Year....

....When yellow grasses edge the marshlands

and breaks in the clouds above

light up orange hillsides.

....When fields, that not many days ago

were crowded with Canada Geese

resting on their journey southwards,

are now empty.

....When Mother Nature plays the drama queen

in a final attempt to keep Summer's colour in our lives.

....When cottonwool clouds scud across the sky

driven by warm winds from the south.

....When we have to memorize

that lime green of summer

and bear in mind it will be back.

That is for sure!

....When our beloved Rusty Pups turn another year older.

They are Halloween babies

and are ten years old now.

My goodness

Can you believe it!

They had just turned one

when I started on this blogging adventure.

Thank you all for baring with me!

Rockin' and Rollin' Along With More Stones

 

More rustiness....

What is it about rust

that seems to catch my attention

when wandering stoney shorelines?

I used to stitch with machine

as well as hand

and lots and lots of colour.

People from here

who did not know me then

are so surprised when they see an older piece.

For some reason they see me only as a

grey/brown person!

The wild holly bushes

are weighed down with red berries this Fall

A harbinger of a hard Winter ahead?

The Newfoundland Robins will pass through

and feast on them

as will the deer when the snow is deep.

Brrr! Surely they would rather be warm

as would I!

Speckled grey

Reminds me the soft greys and browns of Winter

will soon replace Fall's

rich reds and oranges.

My favourite this week

Adorned with just a simple grey circle

and

we had a glorious yellow full moon last week.

Brings to mind wintery tweeds.

Funny how Winter is popping into every

comment this week.

It really is quite beautifully mild here!

This grey beauty

smooth to the touch

comfortably fills the palm of my hand.

'The Pebble in the brook secretly believes itself to be a precious stone'

Japanese saying

Let's all believe!

Stone Markings for Halloween

Marking a grey stone with rusty coloured threads

One of my favourite colour combinations.

 Strange shape

Strange markings

Perhaps appropriate.... it being Halloween today.

Don't you think that stone

looks like a piece of crumpled paper?

It looks more delicate than my heavy handed interpretation

in this photograph.

And how about looking at the world upside down?

A boomerang from an Australian point of view!

This was fun

A bit like Tiptoeing over a brown speckled egg.

Considering the background painting,

I wish I had stitched my marks with rust again.

Have a great day

Put your mark on it!

A Week of Mark Making With Needle and Paintbrush

Gentle Grey

Gentle Soul

Gentle thoughts

My favourite for this week.

Last week I had the privilege of participating

in a workshop given by Leya Evelyn.

Thank you Leya

 How does a stone get a gentle glow of a mark like that?

 Whoops

the secondary marks I made

(only five insignificant stitches)

must have been on the other side of this one!

Love that single black speck of a mark.

Slice of pie

And at some time in it's life

someone took a bite out of this one.

Counting Stones

This pretty little flat stone is number 281.

That's if my math is right.

I don't have that many fingers!

282

Moving right along to a speckled ruby red.

283

What.....more pink!

I'm liking this one.

284

Another case of Nature stitching marks

way more beautifully than I.

285

Random rusting

286

I am really fond of rust stained rocks.

287

A mammoth of a stone.

Makes me think of a Nautilus.

Well, it is kind of fossil like.

This week Diane, Grace, Sherry and I

went down to Ste. Anne University

on the French Shore

where Nadine and another Diane

taught us about silk screen printing.

Oh, well

There is obviously a lot more to learn!

This week Handy Hubby and I received our flu shots

Now Handy Hubby has the flu!

Or at least a reaction to the needle.

78 stones to go.

Happy stitching