I had no illusions last night that I was going to bake the cookie dough,
and I didn't.
And no illusions that this stitching is anything but functional (but that is it's own kind of beauty). Lola, the chihuahua, has a bad habit of chewing holes in bedding. I decided to weave a strip of fabric through a few holes and then stitch it all down. It will hold, at least until she chews it up again.
And it made me think of integrity in stitching. Working towards wholeness. It also reminded me of sock darning.