It was another successful stitching weekend.

That’s probably because this guy gives me the stink eye if I move, so when he’s on duty, I tend to stay in one spot longer.

So the owl got his wings, and the second witch got all her whirly, swirly branches. I just have to do a little bit of orange in the owl’s eyes and beak, then I can move the hoop up again.

And then I can tackle this part…

I am not looking forward to doing all that sky. I’m going to need Sir Furbs firmly in place to keep me on task.