It is busy in the vineyard also. We have had such a wet spring, the vines are going mad, so I have replaced my walks with tending the vines for a bit with farmer John most days. I had been neglecting my garden for a while, and had almost forgotten how much I enjoy pottering around, getting from fresh air, dirt on my hands and watching things grow. After lunch it is usually too warm to do much outside..
|Leather hat mid 16th century, Museo Bagatti Valsecchi, Milan.|
Copyright Martina a Martin Hribovi © 2006
I had been pondering for some time just what kind of hat he would like; bowler, fedora, beanie, base ball cap, straw hat....??? 'Strolling' around Pinterest, I came across this beautiful hat above. Isn't it just brilliant? I love the little brim and the decorative joining of the panels.
.. so my floating man got a hat....
... not as extravagant as the beautiful old hat but more like a straw-hat-come-beanie kind of hat. The ribs are created by whipping (I felt dreadful poking the needle through his head to place the foundation stitches) and a very long bullion knot for the brim.
He also got a face.. dreamily drifting on soft, fluffy cloud. I wonder what he is dreaming about ???
Below the hills grew, later summer hills and trees sprouted. I like stitching hills - filling curved shapes with patterns and stitches. Perhaps I will do a picture of the hills from the view of our house...
|Drifting on the Breeze|