There is something special about things that are handmade. I started this cross stitch just after I got married. I bought it in Malaysia on my way to South Africa. What I love most about it, is that I can remember all the places that I sat and stitched it.
Malaysia in the aircondtioned guest room at Mum and Dad's.
South Africa in our guest room while Chris studied.
Esperance, Western Australia sitting around the pot belly fire in my warmies.
Coolum, on our first 2 week holiday as a family. This is where I finished stitching it.
Also in this photo is a lampshade my Mum made along time ago.
This is the first patchwork quilt I've ever made.
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