Cowboys

I lead such a fascinating life.  Last night it was just me and Instant Netflix, so I settled in and watched TLC documentaries about Gunfighters.  It seemed appropriate after our drive through the West, where it totally would have made my trip if I had seen a horseback riding cowboy come out from behind rocks in a landscape like this.  

So anyway, last night I learned about Wild Bill Hickok, The James Gang, and John Wesley Hardin.  And I discovered that between my trip with the kids and my trip to Topeka, I had actually been to many of the towns where these guys had had gunfights and gambled and robbed banks.  And now those dangerous towns have some of my favorite cross stitch shops in them.  I could’ve been looking at hand-dyed threads in a spot where Wild Bill Hickok had been playing poker.  You have to love that thought.

But the big news is, last night I put the last stitches into this!  And it’s even still technically Spring.

I decided to go with DMC 3033 for the snow after all. I wanted something whiter, but the whites just faded away into the lavender.  I think it worked well enough.

Right now I’m going to work at making this house is presentable again, then I’m going to plop down with LoHaR later today.  Although I love Lo, it’s not easy to ignore all of the new stuff that’s calling my name.  Loudly. 

Enjoy your Saturday, everybody!