I don’t teach any piano kessons on Fridays anymore so my weekend starts on Friday now. Lovely. I persuaded myself to deal with various admin tasks in the morning, and spent the afternoon fiddling around with cross stitch designs.
This is the picture I was thinking of doing, something I did in a diary;
The original is only about two inches tall, on a page in December 2019. A friend and I went for afternoon tea at an extremely posh hotel near us. We'd both had a pretty tough couple of months, so treating ourselves and having a long catch up was a good way to finish the year.
It was getting dark when we left, and I took a couple of pictures on my phone as we left;
to remind myself of the day, and these became the little painting.
There's something about silhouetted trees against the inky shaded sky that I just love looking at.
A couple of hours has convinced me that I don't yet have the knowledge and experience to turn my paintings into a cross stitch grid. I'll adapt a kit this time around, and learn from that.
I shall turn my attention to 'Death in Paradise' on the TV and relax with some knitting instead.