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Needlework Publications

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Sampler and Antique Needlework Quarterly

Fine Lines*

Just CrossStitch

Classic Stitches

New Stitches

Inspirations

CrossStitch Sampler*

Treasures In Needlework*

Piecework

The Gift Of Stitching

Wiehler Gobelin


(* indicates out of publication)

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Antique Needlework Links

http://www.glasgowmuseums.com/venue/index.cfm?venueid=1

http://www.pilgrimhall.org/samplers.htm

http://medieval.webcon.net.au/index.html

http://www.elizabethancostume.net/

http://www.exemplum.co.uk/home.html

http://www.powys.gov.uk/index.php?id=2156&L=0

http://www.samplings.com/

http://www.plimoth.org/


http://www.tlysau.org.uk/en/subjects/2544

http://www.osv.org/




And what is a stitch for? To hold.
It binds past to present, old country to new,
generation to generation.

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Future Projects

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My November Guest


My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walks the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She's glad the birds are gone away,
She's glad her simple worsted grey
Is silver now with clinging mist.

The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees,
She thinks I have no eye for these,
And vexes me for reason why.

Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow,
But it were vain to tell her so,
And they are better for her praise.

~ Robert Frost

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The Old Sampler


Out of the way, in a corner
of our dear old attic room,
Where bunches of herbs from the hillside
Shake ever a faint perfume,
An oaken chest is standing,
With hasp and padlock and key,
Strong as the hands that made it
On the other side of the sea.


When the winter days are dreary,
And we're out of heart with life,
Of its crowding cares aweary,
And sick of its restless strife,
We take a lesson in patience
>From the attic corner dim,
Where the chest still holds it treasures,
A warder faithful and grim.


Robes of an antique fashion,
Linen and lace and silk,
That time has tinted with saffron,
Though once they were white as milk;
Wonderful baby garments,
'Broidered with loving care
By fingers that felt the pleasure,
As they wrought the ruffles fair.


A sword, with the red rust on it,
That flashed in the battle tide,
When from Lexington to Yorktown
Sorely men's souls were tried;
A plumed chapeau and a buckle,
and many a relic fine,
And all by itself the sampler,
Framed in with berry and vine.


Faded the square of canvas,
And dim the silken thread,
But I think of white hands dimpled,
And a childish, sunny head;
For here in cross and tent-stitch,
In a wreath of berry and vine,
She worked it a hundred years ago,
"ELIZABETH, AGED NINE."


In and out in the sunshine
The little needle flashed,
And in and out on the rainy day,
When the merry drops down plashed,
As close she sat by her mother,
The little Puritan maid,
And did her piece on the sampler,
While the other children played.


You are safe in the beautiful heaven,
"ELIZABETH, AGED NINE;"
But before you went you had troubles
Sharper than any of mine.
Oh, the gold hair turned with sorrow
White as the drifted snow,
And your tears dropped here, where I'm standing,
On this very plumed chapeau.


When you put it away, its wearer
Would need it never more,
By a sword-thrust learning the secrets
God keeps on yonder shore;
And you wore your grief like glory,
You could not yield supine,
Who wrought in your patient childhood,
"ELIZABETH, AGED NINE."


Out of the way, in a corner,
With hasp and padlock and key,
Stands the oaken chest of my fathers
That came from over the sea;
And the hillside herbs above it
Shake odors fragrant and fine,
And here on the lid is a garland
To "ELIZABETH, AGED NINE."


For love is of the immortal,
And patience is sublime,
And trouble a thing of every day
And touching every time;
And childhood sweet and sunny,
And womanly truth and grace,
Ever can light life's darkness
And bless earth's lowliest place.


Mrs. M.E.Sangster


Poems of Home Life
American Tract Society, N.Y.C., New York

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Me warts and all

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I am a 50 year old, avid sampler stitcher from Nova Scotia Canada, now living in Colorado, married to my soulmate. I spend most of my time, stitching, reading, stitching, on the net, stitching, doing housework, and, of course, stitching!

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Katana Tiger
June 3, 1962 - August 11, 2008
R.I.P Michael
Neart, gradh, agus onoir...

My Blog....
http://samplerstitcher.blogspot.com/

My email...
mjstitches@gmail.com


I cannot count my day complete
'Til needle, thread and fabric meet.
~Author Unknown~
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  1. At last!

    12/25/09 23:34:47 | 0 Comments

    I am here, back in Colorado! We got married yesterday (Dec 24th) in a very simple ceremony in front of the xmas tree....just us, the JOP and the cats. WaHOO!! I can now stay here legally!!
  2. Still here

    05/27/09 22:12:11 | 1 Comments

    Well...here I am, still in Canada. The immigration process is sooooo sloooowww....I am getting depressed with the waiting...paperwork....waiting...more paperwork...more waiting....

    I`m sure you get the idea. And what if, after all this, they deny me a VISA? I don`t know of any reason they would, but it would be just my luck. It sucks to think of your future being decided by someone else...

    I am filling my time with net surfing and stitching. Tomorrow I go for my immunization...
  3. I have the blahs....

    01/08/09 21:12:33 | 0 Comments

    Here I am...in Canada. It`s winter, and the weather is nasty. Right now it can`t make up it`s mind whether to rain or snow, so it`s doing some of each, and the wind finds it`s way through your clothes no matter what you wear. I didn`t realize how many aches and pains I had til I came home...lordy, it`s damp!

    I had a job for a day, until I realized they wanted me to do the work of two people for less than minimum wage. Sorry, i`m almost 50, and the bod ain`t gonna take that kind of...
  4. Last roses of summer

    10/07/08 03:20:36 | 0 Comments

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  5. Long time no post...

    09/12/08 02:34:58 | 0 Comments

    I haven`t posted here in awhile. I have been really out of sorts since Michael died. Now I seem to be in the 'i`ll bite your head off if you look at me the wrong way' stage. Add to that some family related stress, plus the fact this is my last month in Colorado for what may be upwards of two years, and i`d really like to punch something. Hard.
  6. Heaven got another angel

    08/12/08 19:24:26 | 0 Comments

    Yesterday my friend Michael died. He has been having heath issues for awhile now and they caught up with him. He leaves behind a beautiful wife and daughters. There is a hole in my heart a mile wide. No one can ever replace him.

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    R.I.P Katana Tiger. We will meet again.

  7. Women and embroidery

    07/15/08 01:22:54 | 0 Comments

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    India
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    Mayan

    Wonderful images, aren`t they?
  8. Women and embroidery

    07/15/08 01:17:11 | 0 Comments

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    Spain
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    Egypt
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    Japan
  9. Women and embroidery

    07/15/08 00:59:53 | 0 Comments

    Some pics I found of women embroidering from many classes and races...bound together by common thread...

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    Vietnam

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    India
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    China
  10. same ol same ol

    07/13/08 17:01:01 | 0 Comments

    I haven`t posted much here at all lately, have I?

    Not much going on...i`m stitching on Celtic Banner

    I slipped on the stairs again and pulled nearly every muscle in my body...muscle relaxers are my friend..image


    Later.

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WIP and Finishes


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ABC Heart finished!

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Mary Wigham-Finished!


WIP

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Winters Lace

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17th Century Style Band Sampler 

  

Judah Hayle Recreation


Grateful Heart-Finished!





2 blocks of HOHRH finished!



Plymoth Jacket Recreation

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I have been reading the blog "The Embroiderers Story" for a few months now with great interest and enjoyment. Plymoth Plantation, along with the help of volunteers, are recreating a 17th century embroidered jacket similar to this one worn by Dorothy Carey in this portrait (c. 1614-1618). It is a massive undertaking, requiring complex planning and the skills of many people....if historic costume or embroidery interest you, you should check it out...it has become my morning 'must read' with my coffee.

http://www.plimoth.org/embroidery-blog/index.php?mode=viewmonth&month_no=5&year=2007&pageno=10&limit=5


I`ve given you the link to the first page..there are a lot of pages already in the blog, but don`t let that put you off..it is fascinating reading.

Here are a few shots of the WIP from the blog...


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Faith is finished!, after 3 years of stitching and tears. Bravo! She is beautiful!