It was midnight, wanting to stitch, but the light was too low, the eyes too tired. Picked up the fabrics that were on the top of the pile next to the couch. (Notice that I need to identify which pile?) The mottled strip looked like clouds, so across the top it went.
"It needs some sky writing." And here you have it.
Not a dramatic story, but I'm loving the line stitching. This could fill quite a few midnights, and that's very exciting for this night owl.
