I did it.
I finally did it.
Yes, I might have been shattered and broken, I might have had to pull a cross stitch all-nighter – well, up until 2am, up again at 6am – not to mention stitching the full five-hour car journey on the way just to make sure I did it – but that’s not the point.
The point is, I did it.
Perfect Penelope Rose has her Tiny Tatty afghan blanket and I could not be happier to have presented it to her.
And here it is – tassels and all.
For those of you who have followed my journey you’ll know that this has not been the easiest project I’ve ever undertaken. It’s been challenging, draining and down-right nerve-wracking at times.
As I started to pull away at the afghan material to make the tassels I had my heart in my mouth *what if I’ve put all these hours in and I mess it up now* but it went better than expected (finger blisters and rope burns aside).
It sounds like I don’t have anything positive to say about this blanket, but in actuality I’m lost without it.
Mummy, Daddy and Penelope were all delighted with it, which of course, is all that matters, but I have to say I’m really going to miss looking down at those little bears, pastel shades and the excitement I got every time I got to French knot those little eyes onto the faces of each bear – bringing them to life.
Though I won’t be rushing into another blanket anytime soon, it was a real pleasure to make something I know my friend will keep forever and I can tell Penelope about one day when she’s old enough to understand.
I feel like a better cross stitcher for it too, knowing I not only have the skill to complete such a large project, but the confidence and determination to start it and, more importantly, see it through to the end no matter how steep the incline.
So, thanks P, for being a part of my life tapestry.
My empty tension hoop won’t be empty for long as I’ve already hit the craft barns and cross stitch magazines in earnest looking for my next projects.
That can only mean one thing: watch out world, the blogger is back.