I just noticed that I now have 198 followers. I suppose when I finally hit 200 followers, I'll have hit a landmark of sorts as a blogger. But I am not holding my breath. If I remember correctly, I was holding steady at 196 followers for four or five months. Then, suddenly, it was 198. And I am certain that the second I hit 200, I will write a post that annoys a few folks just enough to cease following and I'll be back to 196 again.
Indeed, I find it amazing that I've attracted so large a following with a blog primarily about stitching. A blog, moreover, that pretty much contemplates my own navel so far as stitching is concerned; one that is all about my aesthetic and my projects. It's not like I am writing tutorials, or offering up my own designs as freebies, or even giving away anything more than the occasional chart or two. Nor do I have a catchy specialty like the very funny spinster with the persnickety dog or the delightful stitch bitch who polices the media for snippets about the textile arts, good, bad and indifferent or the articulate black sheep who divides his posts equally between the topics of stitching, baking, films and an insider's look at the lovely city of San Francisco. Me, I just write about stitching with a rare foray into the personal once in a while.
It's extraordinarily flattering to know there are 198 people who stop by every so often and read what is essentially a personal stitching journal. So this post is an acknowledgement of the connection and a thank you to all my followers for visiting and reading along.