Cross stitch

A gentle evening, sitting in front of the wood burner, with wine and cross stitch.  W was watching the Champions League football - a satisfactory result I believe.

I haven't had my sewing out much for several years - since moving out of my "marital home" in fact.  It is nice to feel settled enough that it has become a more routine part of my evening.  I have a multitude of half finished projects, and hope to get at least one of two of them finished by the time we go away for Christmas.