Today would have been my husband's 78th birthday. I believe it --- the math checks out and everything, the harder thing to get my head around is that he's been gone 28 years. That's one of those "It seems like yesterday / It feels like ancient history" situations.
No Tiny Needle work to show. I did finish the Subversive CrossStitch piece. I decided not to do the border around the words, because it really is painful to stitch.
This little guy has been hanging out above my master bathroom sink for a couple of days. This seems to be the favorite spot, though he has moved back and forth across the moulding.
There are three round bulbs above the sink; maybe he's trying to be fair and give each one attention.
3 comments:
Loss is a hard thing to grasp.
What is it about bathrooms and permanent residents? I always get some kind of bug that picks a spot and wants to just be there forever. I usually ignore them except for The Biggest Spider I have ever seen. It was Australia big. I have no idea how it got in there but it had to go. I still look for it every time I go in there even though it's been years.
I love that the bug looks like a heart.
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