Embroidery

I still remember the winter afternoon when I first discovered felt flowers, holding a wilted grocery store bouquet and wishing there was a way to preserve

There’s something almost magical about watching loose tufts of wool transform into a tiny creature with personality and soul. I discovered needle

I still remember the first time I watched loose wool fibers magically tangle into solid fabric right before my eyes. It was like witnessing alchemy, and

I still remember the first time I opened digitizing software and stared at a blank screen, wondering how I’d ever turn my grandmother’

When I first unboxed my embroidery machine years ago, I had no idea it would become such an essential part of my creative life. The moment that needle

I still remember the first time I watched my daughter yank a glass ornament off our tree, eyes wide with fascination as it shattered on the floor.

I still remember the afternoon I ruined my first embroidery project with uneven backstitches that looked more like a caterpillar than a clean line.

There’s something magical about transforming simple sheets of felt into a dimensional wreath that welcomes guests to your home. I fell in love with

I’ll never forget the first time I walked into a craft fair and spotted a cheerful rainbow felt ball garland draped across a vendor’

I still remember the first time I saw a felted cat cave at a fiber arts fair, sitting proudly on display like a cozy wool cocoon. The texture drew me in