While stitching on my newest piece,
my thoughts of a little girl named
and her story
come to mind...
According to old Mexican legend,
Pepita was a poor little Mexican girl.
She was sad because she had no gift to share.
on Christmas Eve.
Her cousin Pedro reassured her that any gift,
no matter its size,
is a gift
She bent over and picked a bundle of weeds and formed a bouquet.
The bouquet would be her gift.
She placed the bundle of weeds at the base of a nativity scene.
The weeds would eventually burst into bright red flowers,
"Flores de Noche Buena",
or "Flowers of the Holy Night"
or what we know as the Poinsettia.
This is how the
On this upcoming sampler,
you'll find tall pewter urns filled with poinsettias,
a favorite Christmas verse,
horse and sleigh,
a pine forest,
cozy little houses with smoking chimneys,
a sweet little dame and her gentleman,
whose arms are filled with small gifts.
"The gift is small,
love is all"
With thy Needle & Thread,