... arrived in my mailbox last week.
A surprise "Winter gift" sent from my younger sister, who lives in Washington, in the mountains and woods outside of Seattle, who is a natural artist and craftswoman. She wrote, "I think of her as the spirit of the sleeping garden - waiting for spring." Aren't we all! I wish my photography skills would do justice to the gentle blues and greys in the wool and the sweet bead antennae. (I'll change out the photo if I can get a better one.)
Thank you, Karen!