Stitching, Finally!

My son loves me.  

How do I know this?  Because he figured out a way for me to stitch while my thumb was out of commission.  He's a technically minded sort of fellow.  He figured that with one hand being completely functional, and me being ambidextrous, I should be able stitch with it as long as something was holding the fabric.

All I had to do was use a small hoop, and prop it with my brace while I stitched with the other hand.  Cutting the thread was a bit of a challenge, but where there is a will there is a way. 

This is the piece he set me up with.  It is only about the size of a half sheet of paper.  The stitched rows are only about a sixteenth of an inch apart.  The wee frogs are the size of quarters, nickels, and dimes.

Don't tell, but this will probably have to be quilted into something for him.

 

This piece is leftover fabric from a coffee table runner.  It is about the size of a fat quarter.  This time the rows are about an eighth of an inch apart.

I believe I shall make something for the living room with it.  I love having a variety of linens to move about and keep the house fresh looking.

This is the last one, and the brace is gone.  I can use the other fingers, which I could not with it.  No gripping, I but it feels like such freedom.

It is a fat quarter that I purchased with my mother in mind.

This one was more of a challenge, because some of the birds are close together.  The lines are about a quarter of an inch apart, so that they're in better proportion with the larger graphics.

I guess you know what I will be doing as soon as I can stitch two fabrics together, finishing these three projects.

My son loves me, because he helped me keep my sanity!