Thias is all I have managed to tat in a week. The past seven days? A blur. At least the sun is now shining although it is still cold, but it is bright and so much better than all that depressing snow and dark.
Yesterday, in the mail, I received a shuttle I forgot I had ordered from La Cossette, earlier this month:
Lily of the Valley is also the flower for May, when I was born. I was not thinking of this when I picked the shuttle, nor did I connect it with the hankie, at least not consciously. It all ties together rather nicely. Plus, it is my favourite flower. Kismet.