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theenbyroiderer · 4 months
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Detail from the archives. A cute little turkey stitch bumblebee from one of my first embroidery projects.
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botanicalbasil · 9 months
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I HAVE AN IDEA FOR COASTERS BUT i need help.........
Those of you who are familiar with the turkey stitch (AKA the really fun fluffy one <3), how do y'all get your lines So Damn Crisp??? In my previous attempts, the lineart consistently gets engulfed by the color. I was just wondering if anyone knows of any techniques that I may be unfamiliar with!
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z-sleepypyro-z · 6 months
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snail progress!!!
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theworldinstitches · 1 year
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A ridiculous depiction of a roast turkey in cross stitch. Happy Thanksgiving!
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official-raihan · 1 year
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Stitches done, didn't hurt as bad as I thought they were going too :/
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stclements · 6 months
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pixierainbows · 1 year
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Stitches :
Turkey Day! Turkey Day! Yay!
Today is Turkey Day!
Stitches :
Today is when everyone gets to eat
super-good food, which means it's
the bestest day of the year!
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curatorsday · 2 years
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Monday, October 24 - Friday, October 28, 2022
The week started out well. I took a walk at White Wagon Park on Monday. The last time I was there seven months ago, the trail had been swallowed up by the river because of the spring thaw. This time, I got to go all the way to the end, scaring up deer, turkeys, ducks, and squirrels along the way. Then, while cooking dinner, I got a double-yolker! We used to get eggs with two yolks often when we had our own chickens but they’re fairly rare to find in standard large grocery store cartons. I also got out into the garden and cut the last few flowers before the frosts took them all. And then I hurt my back and everything come to a screeching halt. At least my recovery is giving me an excuse to get back to my cross-stitching. And my cat loves having someone to sleep on.
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theenbyroiderer · 5 months
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From the archives. Progress pics from that time I got the crazy idea to do a full cover turkey stitch project... Turned me off turkey stitch for quite a while afterwards.
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gatsby-system-folks · 11 months
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vincentbriggs · 11 months
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I made a little wooly bear caterpillar. I was inspired by The Closet Historian's moth brooch video to learn turkey stitch, and I tried brushing it with a wire brush, which really fluffed it up a lot more. I had to trim it a little bit more after the brushing.
All the materials were from my stash, and I didn't time it but it took quite a few hours. I wish I'd used a thinner fabric because this felted coat wool was a bit tough to sew through, and didn't want to bend into a rounded caterpillar shape.
I'm quite happy with it, it turned out so cute! It's a bit bigger than a real one.
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z-sleepypyro-z · 6 months
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final snail!!! >:)
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pwlanier · 2 days
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VIRGINIA "CROSSED LAUREL LEAVES" VARIATION APPLIQUE QUILT, hand-stitched, 25 pattern blocks in printed green and solid red fabrics on white ground, featuring green laurel leaves with Turkey red petals, four sides with a swag-and-tassel-type border, having all-over diagonal grid quilting, narrow back-over-front binding, two-paneled plain backing. Circa 1860.
Jeffrey Evans
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knittinghistory · 1 year
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Only in the last decade or so have there been any serious attempts to understand the origins of knitting. While the earliest extant examples of knitting all come from Egypt around 1000CE, the craft is certainly than that.
Archaeologist Claudia Sagona published "Two-needle knitting and cross-knit looping: early bronze age pottery imprints from anatolia and the caucasus" in the August 2018 issue of the Oxford Journal of Archaeology. In the article, she describes cloth imprints left as part of the creation process in Bronze Age clay pots found in modern day Turkey and Georgia. Some of these imprints (such as the one seen in the first image, dated to 3500 BCE) appears to have been made by two-needle knitted fabric worked in alternating rows of knit and purl at the gauge of 6 stitches per centimeter (15 stitches to the inch).
The second image shows the author's attempts to recreate the pattern in clay. The left example is done in knitting, the right in nailbinding. Nailbinding has long been believed to be the older of the two crafts and the finished products can look similar to unpracticed eyes. From this comparison, the imprint in the Bronze Age pot appears to indeed be knitted.
This imprint still leaves many questions - what the yarn was made of, for example, and whether the knitting was done flat or in the round - but it helps us come a little closer to understanding where and when knitting was developed.
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stclements · 1 year
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muneca-lemon-steppa · 4 months
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can i just say that i am OBSESSED with your Alfie series. literally cannot get enough of it. Also!! Was wondering if you could write a fluff piece were reader gets injured and alfie comes to her rescuee? Your writing is so good <3
Hi my love! This ask was so so sweet! I am so glad you like the series, it was so much fun to share it with you guys, I know I tell y'all all the time but it's true! My heart is just so full I can't help it! And of course I can write some fluff! You know I love it hehe. I'm sorry this took a while but I hope you like it! This was actually inspired by my Thanksgiving fiasco this past year lmao. I was in charge of the turkey, mac and cheese, dessert, and potatoes. My little brother was my sous chef and I completely cut my thumb open and my brother almost passed out lmao. Anyway, sending all my love to you! - Mo
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Alfie Solomons x F!Reader, fluff, Warnings: injury, mentions of blood
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There is something so soothing about the kitchen. When the world is so chaotic and cold and uncertain, the kitchen is a haven. Here it’s safe and warm and systematic. The chops and bubbling of the stove are so rhythmic, any harshness of the day just falling off your shoulders in waves. Because here you could understand and set the temperature. Here you could control the outcome and be free. Even if you were trying something new, you could be confident in the knowledge that it would always have a good outcome. It was your favorite part of the day, just cooking with Alfie. You on one side with Alfie on the opposite, working separately to jointly create beautiful.
The only problem that came with cooking, was that it was a little too peaceful. You became too relaxed. And as Alfie was apt to remind you, it wasn’t good to be too relaxed around knives and hot stoves. But it was too easy. The steady hum of the fire and boiling. The pattern you’ve gone through many a time. Your body would take over like a dance from your childhood. Your hands knew what they were doing. Your mind could take a break. And she would wander. Things to be completed in the office tomorrow. That new quilt you were making for your mother. Alfie needing a haircut.
Stir.
I need to make time for that book this weekend
Pour.
Alfie looked so handsome today if it weren’t for that awful stain on his shirt
Stir
Mama and Papa asked us to come for Shabbat this week. I need to tell Alfie.
Chop
We should go to the park this week
Chop
I wonder if we can visit Rabbi Reuben as well
Chop
Alfie’s birthday is also coming up
Chop
I’m so excited for his birthday surprise
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“AH!!! Oh God ah!!”
A long and deep line blossoms on your palm. Far too entrenched in your mind, you were completely missing how the knife was getting closer and closer to your hand. You quickly grab a nearby dish towel, tightly wrapping your hand to catch the trickle dripping to the wood on the floor. Alfie is quick to you though, loudly dropping the cutlery and bowl he was holding. "Shit! Sweet heart you alright? What d'ya do to yourself?"
"Nothing nothing Alfie darling! Just a little scrape I'm sorry!"
Alfie peered at the slowly soaking dishtowel and raised his thick blonde brows at you. Mustache quirking, indicating that once again, you are a terrible liar. Gently but without holding room for argument he unraveled your makeshift bandage as you winced. His mouth furrowed and grumbled, "Ah shit treacle. This is why I always tell you right? You can't be all day dreaming when you're working in here! You insist on not letting me help ya, and then there you go fucking filleting yourself!"
Cool tears start trickling down. It burned with the introduction of the air and the embarrasment of getting a nasty cut. Alfie sighed, wiping your tears with one hand has he cradled your injury in the other. If there was one thing he hated most in the world, it was seeing you cry. "Aw my dove, no tears yeah? Not too bad ain't it? Why I don't even think it'll need a stitch I wager. Just a little alcohol on it and a bandage and you'll be right as rain. C'mon my angel, let's get you better aye? Dinner can wait a few minutes."
Despite having a terrible temper and being completely and utterly impatient... Alfie Solomons was an incredibly gentle and tender nurse. Stern. Always stern. And teasing. And scolding. But gentle above all else. You winced and shed a small tear when Alfie poured the clear and horrendous smelling alcohol on your wound. He tutted and kissed your temple all the while telling you, "Maybe this'll teach you eh? Nothing like a war would to make you more smart about your surroundings."
You thanked your lucky stars you didn't need a stitch at all. Despite the blood it was really a shallow cut. Alfie wrapped your hand skillfully. Pressing a kiss right over the bandage as the final salve. As you whispered a chaste thank you, Alfie pulled you into his chest saying, "Now listen my dove. I don't like to baby you. You are a grown woman and I'm not one to tell woman how to conduct herself or her affairs. But I get worried about you. Always drifting off somewhere in that pretty head. Not watching yourself. Not wanting help. You have got to let me help you my darling. Yeah?"
You nod, kissing him to assure him that you are ok. He chuckles kissing you back. Pushing you to the dining room chair he teases you further, "Now my dear patient, it is imperative that you sit there and keep that hand elevated. Lots of rest of relaxation yeah?"
"Alfie! I have to finish dinner!"
"No I'm sorry treacle but it is the doctor's orders! Can't have you losing a finger next can we?"
You laugh and argue with him, eventually get him to compromise to allowing you to fill a pitcher with water and set the kettle on. No matter what the others of Camden said, they could never say that he wasn't a good man.
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