Stitch This

  • Salt and pepper

    I’ve  not been too vocal recently. Things have been packed chez Stitch, with little space for tippy tapping. I swear the hours in the day are reducing as the boys are growing. I’m writing this in bed, in the blessed silence of a sleeping house. Soon activity will make it hum and buzz but right…

  • The mystic one

    Flow Swans glide on sheet water Skaters swing past smooth as glass Friction. What’s that? Oh yes. I remember. Flow. That’s my nirvana. To lose myself in the task. To shake off dead weight thoughts And float. Calm and soft. Dousing could work. Of a sort. Feel my way, listen hard. Tremors are, after all,…

  • The serious poem

    The serious poem

    Well, it had to come up at some point. It’s Parkinson’s Awareness Week starting Monday. The campaign is focused on what it’s like to have PD – you can see more at http://www.parkinsons.org.uk/myshoes Here’s my take… Have you ever felt time slow right down? Seen yourself from afar and adrift? Left yourself, stepped away and…

  • Put your kisses down

    Put your kisses down

    Ever feel like you’ve taken a corner too fast, metaphorically, that you’re teetering on the brink? Hands up most working mothers. I’m sure non-working (non wage earning, lets face it, no one is non working) mothers would too but I can’t speak from first hand experience we had our bedtime business club tonight and I…

  • Maggie May

    Maggie May

    Today I joined our local quilt group. Again. And I met a friend of my mother. Maggie Davies is a quilting celebrity now – look at her beautiful handiwork here and below. My mother and she started quilting together back in the 80’s and I have the quilt they worked on together. There’s something special…