When I was a little girl I would color things to the "nth" degree. It was an art form in its self. First you outline with a heavy hand around the image. Followed by straight even strokes to fill in. Very geometric always clean and never outside the lines.
Attention to detail.
Finding the right line to sew on.
Putting your name on things.
Making something from bits of nothing.
Layering trim on trim.
Matching fabrics that never met before marry forever.
Enhancing beauty already within.
Attention to detail and a passion for perfection.
This sweet hankie pillow is headed over to Miss Heather of Vintage Grey for a belated Happy Birthday.
I could color all day long...