A Midsummer Night's Dream

Or maybe a better title might be Love's Labour Sent! It is Father's Day and I promised a shot of the "custom" made gift. It's really nothing much but I had fun making it and thinking about lunch shared at one of my Dad's favorite haunts. You can see what the star of their menu is right here.

Sushi! When I saw this fabric I knew I had to do something with it. Here it is paired with a pretty and very masculine dark blue grey shot cotton. It also makes for a very soft pillowcase.

So how did I come up with the title for this post anyway?

This passage might give a hint as one of Titania's fairies recognizes Puck for the sprite call'd Robin Goodfellow

Are not you he

That frights the maidens of the villagery;

Skim milk, and sometimes labour in the quern

And bootless make the breathless housewife churn;

And sometimes make the drink to bear no barm;

Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm?

Those that Hobgoblin call you and sweet Puck,

You do their work. and they shall have good luck;

Are not you he?

Let me introduce you to he. ;)

You might notice a family resemblance. Little Robin ( and he might end up being called Hob because he is a SUCH little imp) is a full brother to Stella. And like Stella,

just as fascinated with Rodger the cat.