As I mentioned before, Michael and I spent New Year’s up at the Farm. We invited a few friends, including the friend I’ve had the longest, my best-friend Becca. She was one of the bridesmaids at out wedding, and I’ve known her since I was 9 years old.
|Becca and I riding in the back of the Jeep|
Becca is amazing. She’s smart, articulate, and willing to challenge people and make the them think. So when I was trying to think of a bridesmaid gift for her, I wanted something was representative of our history, and something that was hand-crafted. Something that showed thought and intention as well as love. (As I’ve said before, there are few people who are knit/crochet-worthy for me, and fewer still who I’m willing to do other crafts for.)
I decided I was going to do some embroidery for her, of our old camp logo. Chimney Corners Camp and Becket Camp are a sister and brother camp in the Berkshires, and the camp where both Becca and I grew up. The camps both have lovely logos now, but the past logo was of a lake-scene, three paper-white-birches, a sailboat and pine trees. In a very simple sense, it was actually a scene you might see in part of camp, while hiking around the lake.
There are many older staff members who are very attached to the old logo (some even have tattoos of it!), so I knew it would be the perfect thing to embroider.
Originally I only planned to do the outlines of all the different elements, and then color the rest in with crayon and iron it. This method is how I normally do embroidery, as I have strong negative feelings toward working fill stitches. So I did that on the pillow, even ironed on the color so it looked nice, and then decided that the pillow really called for everything to be filled in with stitches… everything except the paper birches, which would remain the white of the pillow.
Well, I was working up to the Nth hour, and had to wrap the gift just before we left for the wedding. I told myself I’d get a picture of the pillow once Becca opened it… and promptly forgot.
But Becca is amazing, so she brought it to the farm for me to take a picture.
And in the joy of seeing friends, I forgot all about taking a picture of the pillow until she was leaving. She was patient enough to remind me as she packed herself out of the farm just as the daylight was making its way over the field.
|Chimney Corners Camp Old Logo|
Isn’t it pretty?