I’m always surprised, but shouldn’t be, when I hear, “You don’t have to tell me how, I watched you do it.” Because I’m not usually aware of being watched. Or not of being watched closely.
This is daughter’s first attempt at embroidery. I showed her how to make a fine knot, and then she just went at it. I think it’s wonderful for a first attempt, certainly better than mine was at that age, and is pretty remarkable in that the fabric isn’t all puckered from pulling the thread too tight. Most first attempts are puckered (from what I have seen).
Yay! I asked her what she wants to make it into, but she’s content to just let it be what it is. She doesn’t want to take it out of the embroidery hoop. I said that to enter it in the fair this summer, it should probably be more of a finished product. So we’ll figure out what that will be. Sure, she would win a ribbon as-is — because everyone wins a ribbon. But don’t you want a real ribbon for doing something exemplary? I know I do.
Pretty great for a first attempt!