The taller tree in this photo has been frustrating me for the last few days. The symbol is a pale grey left parentheses, barely visible on the glossy page. I've been stitching a branch at a time before moving on to something else in disgust. I finally started work on the house. When that's done, I'll try counting the remaining branches from the roof line. The dazzle effect that followed my cataract surgery has left me unable to read faint print unless I hold the paper right under my nose.
But I did manage to stitch the primitive Sheep Heart from a recent JCS using True Palette silks and Rainbow Gallery Tweed instead of the charted flosses.