"My" kitten, Hiro, (as opposed to the other two cats, who just love my husband), was perched on a kitchen chair looking so cute, I thought I'd get a neat picture of him. I took a dozen frames, and the coolest one was of Hiro making this funny face. I never did get that perfect face out of him; he looked left, looked right, decided to lick his paw. . .
Now I'm back to the workshop to try to finish some new book bags! All of the buttons and beads are on; now its time to cut the lining and assemble.