I was going through my fabric inventory yesterday when I came across a pretty blue cashmere scarf in my scrap drawer. The 2006 JCrew scarf had fought and lost against a gang of gluttonous moths and had been waiting patiently for reincarnation. I was cold all day and feeling low after saying goodbye to a dear friend, so I needed a little something warm to cozy up to. And since I’m not drinking anymore, I decided to sew. These two little birds were the first to flutter out of the scarf. They are awkward, soft and comforting. And I have most of the scarf left over for more cuddly creatures. I’m feeling better already.