I miss my Shire.  They’re my people, the ones who first got me into the SCA, and taught me that it could be something more than drunken parties, or stick-jockeying.  That there are people for whom the love of history comes first.  When Nick and I decided to move to Austin (Barony of Bryn Gwlad, Ansteorra, if you’re interested) one of the things that tore me up was the fact that we were leaving this group behind.

So, to always have them with me, I decided to make a favor with the Shire’s coat of arms on it. I’ve been working on it pretty steadily since I posted last, and it’s almost done.

It’s actually a bit more done than that.  I divided the last part up into three parts: the plain blue part above the laurel wreath, that plain blue part below it, and the really fun bit in the wreath. Yesterday I finished both plain bits and this morning I’m into the laurel wreath part. I don’t think I’ll get it done today, but certainly by the end of the week.