Found this tiny mouse (spitsmuis in Dutch) this morning on the footpath in the woods, I think it was pelted to death by the heavy rain last night; I woke up in the middle of the night: thunder & lightening and a curtain of rain, felt snug & safe in bed, like in a tent; I spoke to the boys this morning: we had all woken up at one time or another during this storm, fallen asleep again and woken up dry; this poor mouse wasn't that lucky. |
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to the little doe goat born on the night of the 4th of July...but her path has not ended...she Continues, at least i think, having not gone out to check yet this morning...but i think so
maybe i will name her that...spitmuis.
i love again your stitching here inside this bag...love that little "conversation" of stitches on the bottom right
again...really really like your
Way so much....
But your stitching is wonderful.
Grace: spitsmuis means mouse with a pointed/sharp nose, for obvious reasons; I so enjoyed stitching this bag and discovering more about stitching and what it does for a piece.
Dee: I've kept the poor creature, maybe the tiny skeleton will be here when we get back from the U.K.
The stitching itself was wonderful.