Like the season I find myself in, my sewing is changing. Things are happening slowly, with attention to detail and love. As per my previous completed article, this one had a v-e-r-y long gestation period.
Friends of ours were married last September, and early in the planning process the Bride told me her plans to have a Highland Coo outside Neidpath Castle, the venue for the ceremony.
Side Note: How many people can say that about their wedding?! It was fantastic and so fitting. It was a wonderful wedding – with many little elements that reflected the nationality of the couple: Scottish and Kiwi.
About the same time I heard about the Coo (let’s call him Hamish), I saw this pattern from the Making Spot (which sadly is no more) for a cross-stitched version that I could not resist making up for them as a memento of the day.
Little did I know that my cross-stitching fingers were a little rusty! And by-gum the pattern made my eyes strain – Hamish required 10 different types of brown alone. What a voracious appetite.
Now, 54 weeks after the wedding (yes, I am very embarrassed about how late it is, but we got them a real present, don’t worry), Hamish is ready to be released into his new home. That is if I can pry him out of Mr. CT’s arms: apparently he is very good to cuddle. As I spent the afternoon sneezing ginger fur after trimming the seam allowances I am looking forward to having a little space.
His fur is bonny though.
|Triming Seam Allowances|