I am so dang frus-trated over that darn crocheted roses pattern (Gail knows!). I look at the pictures, and drool over their loveliness. I dream about them at night. I contemplate a private lesson with Mel. (Somehow, crochet is not my thing. At least, not now...) Sigh... Then, last night a vision came to me. Rose pincushions. And then, a rose bouquet; hooray! This sweet little bouquet, inspired by my mindnumbing quest for crocheted rose bouquets, came to life. (What do you think, Gail?) Me, I'm happy with them. I actually find them irresistible :o) I can peacefully put the crocheted roses aside, for now....