Hannah has been in hiding for a long . . . long . . . long time. I'm embarrassed to tell you just how long. Suffice it to say, Hannah is my oldest unfinished cross stitch project. I don't hate Hannah. In fact, I love Hannah. But she had not seen the light of day until earlier this morning.
It was never my intention to turn Hannah into a UFO. But something happened. A different dye lot happened. I've always worked from my floss box on any project at hand, but while completing Hannah's dress, however, I noticed the dye lot had changed. I was about half-way complete on her dress, so instead of pulling all the stitches out, I finished her frock. About this same time, I also noticed the dye lot had changed on some of the leaves I was working. I continued on; my reason being that if Hannah had run out of a color, or the color had shifted, would she have stopped stitching the area? Probably not.Every time I took Hannah out, though, I saw the color change in her dress. And finally, sadly, I stopped working on Hannah. I loved her so much, that I didn't have the heart to rip her apart.
I still think of Hannah, so this morning I unrolled her to see what kind of shape she was in. My eyes went immediately to her dress. I cannot see the color change that I know is there. Are my eyes that bad? The lighting? Has she mellowed with age? Was it the roof on the house and not the dress? Beats me. I was going to ask for advice as to what to do - rip it or leave it - but now I can't even see it! Can you?
I'm still shaking my head and have no explanation as to why Hannah now looks perfectly fine. I certainly hope that I'm not disappointed the next time I take her out. And when I do, I'll share more of her story.
Happy stitching!
