I am not expecting to piece much next week, so am pushing hard to make progress while things seem to be working. I am reminded that there is always a big gap between that moment when I think I know what I am doing and how I will get to an end and actually reaching that end. In this case, the space in between those two points seems to be filled with tiny little crosses.
This big chunk was sewn together today. I added a bit above the smaller black cross, to drop that section down, and filled in a lot of spaces with my little crosses. I'm pretty happy with how this is coming now.
Here, just for my own satisfaction, is a close-up of a section, just to give a better look at some of the fabrics that are bouncing the light back in most of the pictures.
I am keeping an eye on the green and brown and black as I go, since they seem to be doing a lot of the heavy lifting, but mostly it's just me, my machine and cross after cross. Isn't it funny how I think I have a short attention span (I do) but then I'll sit and do something utterly, tediously repetitive for literally hours if the end result seems to justify it. There is, as they say, nowt so queer as folk.