A stray cat
might dance in in it. With it.
My intention was to walk you through the process of this one a bit, but this week has been a bit hectic and I sneak away to stitch now and then. When I can.
Some Deb cloth again, atop some gloriously old and deep indigo from Crazy Richard. Right there in Japan, he is.
I'll call this one Dances with Leaves. For now. Names often change in sympathy with the day.
