Cross Stitching

I don’t quite remember when was the first time I picked up a needle, but it must have been when I was very young.  Mother taught us to sew on buttons even before we started school.  I vaguely remeber, in about grade three or four, practicing different stitches in class.  My first picture project, long lost was a purple pansy, about the size of my palm.  My passion for needlework took off in my teenage years, first mostly working on tapestry, then needle work and finally cross stitching, which I enjoy immensly.