I love thimbles. This is something I discovered *after* I stab-stitched my entire first quilt, queen size, no less. Oh, in our first little apartment, a 500 sf studio. Oh, where my husband was hand lettering banners right next to me. Those were cozy times!
It took me some time to get used to wearing a thimble, but I won't ever go back to shredding my fingers in the name of stitching. This little beauty was a gift from my grandmother's collection and it works for me like no other.
Stitch. Stitch. Stitch.
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