Every stitch holds a memory. It’s one of the things I love most about needlework. Every pattern I work up becomes a time capsule of the moment and place it was stitched.
A patchwork heart is a reminder of a family trip to Vermont. Snow and cold, my daughter’s happy squeals as she raced down the sledding slope, hot chocolate and cozy fires. All tangled up in the floss that passed between my fingers that week.
A beehive design in which the buzzing bees carry memories of an anniversary getaway to Quebec City. Wandering the old streets in the rain, searching out the best poutine, and quiet afternoons in the coffeeshop with my love.