The first time I set eyes on this little gem I was smitten. I don't think you can look at the pear-shaped cat, mod trees, and sweet birds without smiling a little. For a year, I moved this framed needlework from room to room in my house trying to find the perfect wall or ledge. Nothing ever felt right. Then, as it happened, a good friend was over and noticed the piece hanging in yet another temporary location. Declaring her love for it, she asked that I notify her first should I ever decide to sell it. It occurred to me it was SHE that was meant to have it. It was precisely her aesthetic. I was just the means to its migration.
When she left, I took the piece off the wall and placed it on a shelf. And, there it sat until today when I took it down, and wrapped it for her Birthday.
