Eye patch

Of my youngest granddaughter.
She has to wear one every second day for three hours, to make a ‚lazy‘ eye work. It seems to help but cost her many tears. Now she is gone, I find these little patches in different designs everywhere. This one on the door of my studio I left. When the sun shines on it, it sparkles and makes me think of my sweet little Lotti.

The extras show the cake and muffins that have been created with the last but still beautiful blackberries.