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While unloading the “clutter” on the hutch that we have repainted recently, I was delighted to marvel this blue box. This was supposed to be a tool box for hubby’s wrenches, pliers and other things. Purchased this years ago from a Tupperware agent. But when I get into the hobby of needlework. I traded a bigger tool box for a hubby in lieu of this. Woot!

Abandoning the cross stitching hobby for a while now, the box had become laden with dust…

Thank goodness, the DMC’s were free of dust.

Colorful DMC were arranged according to its numbers, thanks for the box’es compartments…

Kept intact were also these small spools which I did used for those unused DMC’s.

I was wondering when should be the day I shall use the colorful threads again?

Perhaps, when “blogland” got tired of my posts ^_^…

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If there’s one hobby that I most missed doing was cross stitching. I’ve written posts about some of my old works before that were left on mom’s house.

I stumbled up on cross stitching during my first pregnancy and one of my sister-in-law gifted me with a a cross stitching set. Dumping the present in my shelf, as I am busy then toiling with my old Singer, sewing baby clothes and some pjs for the coming baby.

And, when suddenly, the Singer died on me and left me with nothing to do, finding myself learning to sew exes the succeeding nights. And, then more and more exes were sewed until I got hooked. Hubby said I should have bought all DMC colors! The peak of my stitching “career” were 1996-1998 when I was able to sold few pieces of my work.  Then, stopped. Completely stopped since then.

These framed stitching pieces were actually reproduction of a big one which was personally picked by a client and asked me to frame it in one big rectangular wooden frame. Sold the item for 5k. Really. Seeing the finished product, I got the idea of making reproduction and instead of stitching the pattern in a single cloth, I decided to individually sew all four. The pattern was named “FOUR SEASONS”, anyways. All seasons viewed from a french window.

Winter

Spring

Summer

Fall

Four seasons were custom-framed and permanently hangs in our living room. Reminding me everyday of my once old hobby.

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