Here comes the sun

The other night I finally finished one of my many craft projects. I've been working on this cross stitch piece off and on for a couple of years, and it felt good to tie off that last piece of embroidery floss. This is the only pattern I've ever made twice: I first stitched it about a dozen years ago and gave that piece to my sister Mary. Unlike most of my other needlework, this piece might not automatically end up in the trunk at the foot of my bed; I may frame it and hang it somewhere.

I feel kinda bad about this one, because I can't give credit where it's due. Normally, I like to mention that it's pattern number whatever by so-and-so, but I did an evil, evil thing back in 1993: I photocopied this pattern from a book of floral needlepoint patterns, and now I have no idea of the book's title or the author's name. I do know the pattern is adapted from a ceramic tile designed by English Arts & Crafts artist William de Morgan, but beyond that, it's a mystery. I don't photocopy patterns anymore.