Taking Pictures and Needle Punch

Today, I was looking at some of the beautiful photography that is
on the web. So I thought why not try some of the things I see.
I had been using my Oxford Needle Punch this afternoon.
I really enjoy Scottish Burlap. I like burlap bags and just
about burlap anything. But Scottish Burlap is to me like
Egyptian Cotton is to cotton. It feels good, it smells good and
it is wonderful to stitch on.
The light outside was nice. So I took my sewing outside with my camera
to see if I could get some decent closeups.

I thought this one was nice as I like the close up of my needle punch.
When I did my first rug it was with a Oxford Needle punch.
I had never used a rug hook very much. After finishing the Cat rug to go back
to a Oxford needle punch is very interesting. For one thing
you use different muscles. With a rug hook you pull toward you
and with a Oxford Punch Needle you push away from you.
I found that I can work longer pushing away from me than pulling.
I can hook about two hours and I have to stop. Then using a
Oxford Punch Needle I can go all day. I use my right hand to hook
and to use the Punch needle. I am normally left handed. I can't use
my left hand to do either one.

This is a bit further away from my sewing. I wanted a little
hooked rug with some red hearts I am going to make it with
a tweedy looking background. I also do like working with yarn.
I haven't used wool with my Oxford Rug Hook just because I
like to use the different mediums.

One thing now I wish was that I had gone into home making as
a major when I was in school. But I was in that era of Woman's Lib
and I had bought into that whole caboodle. I wrinkled my nose at
anything that had to do with sewing, cooking or being a wife and mother.
I was lib-er-rat-ted. I did take one class and in that class I learned to do
needlepoint. I loved it so much and I loved that class. Maybe one of my
favorite of my whole school life.
So I feel like now it is catch up and I love everything that I learn and
have never been so fulfilled. I mean being a wife, a mother, a grandmother
and doing all of the things I do, I always think God was so merciful to me as
He didn't give me what I thought I wanted. He gave me what I would love.
He knew me better than I knew myself. He gave me the best.

I hope you have a Wonderful Wednesday.

~Kim~