First comes her drawing:

1 14 6

Then comes my stitching:


Stitched this one as my daughter and I sat and watched a movie around dark: thirty. Got the starch while on an outing today, and it does make a difference, but I still need/want to restitch the first 11 drawings because I’ve changed the stitch I use, and this new stitch works eversomuch better. Starched, ironed, snapped and uploaded new photos of 1-14 out by the falls today, but it was dusk, and the quality of the photos still isn’t very good. Oh, fiddle-dee-dee, I’ll do something about that tomorrow. Or next week.

(p.s. This one kinda’ makes me think of Julius Caesar.)

(p.s.2: There are 6 pen strokes in this drawing.)


She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
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