
Darling Loopy made these hearts for me for Valentine's Day. Aren't they amazing? Simply amazing. No benefit of sewing machine, she painstakingly sewed them with her tiny fingers that are so often riddled with pain. She asked me right after Christmas for a length of white feathered boa, I'd used some on the wedding tree.
She worked on the gift so many times since then. Little feathers scattered on her bedroom floor for me to vaccuum. My scissors weren't where I keep them. She needed "more white threads" a couple of times, so I knew she was up to something. She presented these fellas to me, their names are "x and o". She told me this little poem:
x and o are as busy as can be
spreading love as far as the eye can see
business gets rough around Valentine's Day
now they're sending barrels of love your way!
Don't you just love, love, love them? They have little wings on their backs and they're sewn together. I put them on my pillow when I make the bed in the morning. This was my best Valentine's Day gift, but don't tell Veto, he got me flowers and chocolates and I got to keep what he delivered them in. So spoiled am I. Really. Really, really spoiled.










