Here's my Ladybugs and Bumblebees all framed up:
If you scroll down and look at my previous post, you can see a framed model of this near my stitching at the LNS. It's not mine though, mine made it home with me. Anyway, the point is, I saw it framed there and the frame was so perfect and I loved it so much that it's what made me run home and stitch mine up so I could take it in while the model was still there so we'd know which frame it was. My picture doesn't even capture the true color of the frame that well, it's a very dusty light pink, very vintage looking. It's drop dead gorgeous in person.
Speaking of dropping dead. The frame on this cost about what a weeks worth of groceries would for my family, so thankfully we were already pretty well stocked up so none of us keel over from starvation. Hey, at least my walls look real purty, lol!
And here's this one, which for some reason, I could not get a good shot of without cutting off the top part of the frame...maybe it's because i had it propped in a bush and the wind was blowing pretty good and I was just *get the shot as fast as possible before it falls out of the bush and cracks the frame*
It's No Bees, No Honey, by BOAF:
So there you have it. All of my recent frame jobs! I was actually in a funk when I got home with these the other day because that visit was pretty costly! I am trying to take in stuff that's been in my stash for a while (notice the date on the No Bees No Honey...and there's some in there older than that), along with newer finishes, so most trips I am picking things up and dropping off others and so it sure does add up! Left my Quaker Garden there this time, found a pretty reasonably priced molding for it though. Wish framing things wasn't so dang expensive. Guess it's my upbringing, but I just feel downright guilty for spending the money, even though we can afford it and all. Of course I realize that I could just frame some of this stuff myself, which I've done before but it just frustrates me so much that the feelings of guilt are almost worth it, to not have to mess with it at all. The owner of the first shop I worked at was an absolute perfectionist when it came to framing, and she's the one that taught me how to do it. She always pinned and didn't lace. It's not that hard but she always got the lines on the linen to match up with the frame perfectly straight and that's the part that's the hardest for me. And if it's not straight, I can't stand it.
Oh well. Sorry for the ramble. Guess I need to just chill out about it all, sit back and enjoy the results of all those hours I've spent stitching and just NOT worry about it! Life is just too short, don't you think?