I was listening to Night by Elie Wiesel as I sewed last night/this morning. I think that's one thing that kept me awake. It is a very intense tale - he was fourteen years old when he and his family went into a concentration camp (actually several of them) during World War II. He and his father were able to stay together, though they were separated from his mother and other siblings immediately, but his father died in the camp. To hear of the inhumanity of humans is not easy. I cannot even imagine how terrible it would have been to live through it.
Yesterday Mr. Fed-Ex brought me this purchase. Ebay. My friend. Don't you love it? It's RED!!!
I have another bunch of goodies all picked out for my next project. I know. I haven't even finished this one yet and already I have another elbowing its way into the line up! One good thing though - I'm never bored.
Neither is Chloe. She's keeping an eye on a gecko outside the window here. Our little supervisor kitty believes in keeping an eye on everthing that goes on around here.
Hope you're having a wonderful day!
Hugs and kisses,