Little Dog back at home and doing nicely. Or, in the word(s) of her Vietnamese family, 'oknoproblemshefinenow', which I understand to mean the thumbs up.
Sick Kid slowly turning back into a human.
Shula back in the studio, suggesting that her wits just might be in the process of gathering.
It struck me, some time close to dawn this morning, as I sewed up bear tummies, that the stitches looked like surgical sutures. By lamplight, this gave them a spookily post-operative, Frankensteinian appearance. I wondered, vaguely, if this process might be hurting the bears at all.
And it's at this point, when you find yourself considering the best way to administer sedatives to a stuffed toy, that you very quietly down tools, slowly back away from the work table,
And take yourself off to bed.
