If serendipity occurs when events develop by chance, then that's what I am doing with some cotton and wool yarns, and a few other bits of fibrous stuff. This summer, I am making time for embroidered work. Sure, I have had my hand at embroidery, and at age 14, designed my own petit-point of a gregarious hippopotamus, (a compulsory requirement from our "sciences domestiques" class). This time there's no plan, except to see how things develop. Once again, found and recycled materials are used, and the foundation pieces are raw scraps of painting canvas, and a fragment of vintage raw silk found at a church piazza sale from our recent trip to the Venice Biennale.