a foray* into embroidery

November 21, 2010March 21, 2014 Gina @ Oaxacaborn

i had some fun with an embroidery needle, a white onesie and some thread which belonged to my husband’s great-grandma. and don’t laugh at my stitches. i haven’t embroidered anything since i was twelve years old.

pink embroidered flower on white baby onesie

embroidered pink thread on back snaps of a white baby onesie

*foray: (n) a brief excursion or attempt especially outside one’s accustomed sphere

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I'm Gina Munsey, a Jesus-lover and a sojourner; a weaver of words, anchored in hope. I am Mexico-born, Eastern Europe-raised missionary kid who ended up being a Californian by way of Florida outside of Nashville, Tennessee -- but we landed here before The Great Migration. I live my days full of coffee and adventures while my 12-year-old learns Mandarin Chinese and Greek, my 3-year-old uses all the markers, and my artist-husband creates worlds from pixels and light. I'm an editor, a magazine contributor, and a writer who has only completed four chapters of my languishing manuscript. On any given day, you can find me in the middle of [home]school surrounded by stacks and stacks of books. Oh, and the name of this blog? Oaxaca -- wuh-HA-kuh -- is in Southern Mexico, where I was born! (See full bio).