I had washed and pressed my cross stitch.
I ordered press-on mounting board and it had arrived.
I needed a frame.
My friend, Dixie, has me take her to a thrift store so she can buy frames for her paintings,
so I went to her favorite store and found a frame that I felt would work.
I haven't framed a cross stitch piece in years,
maybe 20 of them
but it comes back to you.
I love pressing it on the board and watching it lay perfectly flat.
I did end up buying a box knife and then having to use our staple gun,
but it is an awesome feeling to complete something.
While walking to the shop, I couldn't believe my eyes.
Tulips are on their way up.
Let's face it, everything is.