Needles and Nicks don't Mix

hey, I'm a poet and didn't know it!

Now, if I had any talents at all I should speak several languages like my father, be able to draw like my father and do beautiful things with a needle in my hand, as did my Mother, Nanna and Aunt as as does my Sister.... unfortunately these genes seem to skip me, and I am rather 'sewing challenged'. Now I am not too bothered by not being able to speak other languages, that's what phrase books are for and when Matt and I went travelling we could always say Hello, Goodbye, Please, Thank-you, 2 beers please. But I have always yearned to be able to sew. That is why when the 'Stitch Alchemy' Book study came up I jumped at the chance. So today I borrowed a sewing machine from my MIL and had a go. So here is a piece of fabric paper that I made earlier in the week. I have been thinking alot recently about Matt's Late Nanny Molly, who loved Owls, so I thought I would do 'something' with owls... This is 'something' I agree, but it's just a practice piece and I'm not desperately unhappy with it.

But you know what they say... Practice makes perfect...