I made myself a little Valentine's day gift. She's my love deer. She's made out of a man and women riding in a wagon pulled by a pale aqua blue horse, surrounded by full bloom cherry blossoms trees. I love this fabric because it reminds me of one (is not number one) of my favorite movies Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. So I named her Seven. She's fragile and delicate like the number seven. Can you imagine trying to sew a seven. She's mostly just for looking at, but she's all about love. Romantic love is her speciality. Her favorites books are by the Bronte sisters and Jane Austen. She cries at weddings and adores embroidered handkerchiefs. She's the best friend a girl can have. I find myself fragile and delicate most times these days but still very strong. It's a complicated irony.