Diane's hand-sewn Butterfly Pillow

It lives in my recliner in the den now. I sit against it every evening and it still has the same shape it had the day it came out of the box. The white is a real white too, not that yellowy cream you usually get.

"Bigger than I pictured, which I was glad about. It sits across my lap while I watch my programs and my hands stay warm on the velvet. The lace goes all the way around the back as well, not just the front."

"My daughter took this picture the minute I opened it. You can put your thumb under the wing, that is how far it stands up off the pillow, and you can see the little stitches along the edge. I ordered the pink one for her that night."

"The purple is exactly the purple in the photograph, which never happens. Mine has been out on the porch rocker since it arrived and two neighbors have already asked me where it came from. I wrote the name down for both of them."

I gave my mom the Landscape edition and she teared up — because someone had actually painted every page by hand. She changes the month like she’s hanging a new picture.

It lives in my recliner in the den now. I sit against it every evening and it still has the same shape it had the day it came out of the box. The white is a real white too, not that yellowy cream you usually get.

"Bigger than I pictured, which I was glad about. It sits across my lap while I watch my programs and my hands stay warm on the velvet. The lace goes all the way around the back as well, not just the front."

"My daughter took this picture the minute I opened it. You can put your thumb under the wing, that is how far it stands up off the pillow, and you can see the little stitches along the edge. I ordered the pink one for her that night."

"The purple is exactly the purple in the photograph, which never happens. Mine has been out on the porch rocker since it arrived and two neighbors have already asked me where it came from. I wrote the name down for both of them."

I gave my mom the Landscape edition and she teared up — because someone had actually painted every page by hand. She changes the month like she’s hanging a new picture.

It lives in my recliner in the den now. I sit against it every evening and it still has the same shape it had the day it came out of the box. The white is a real white too, not that yellowy cream you usually get.

"Bigger than I pictured, which I was glad about. It sits across my lap while I watch my programs and my hands stay warm on the velvet. The lace goes all the way around the back as well, not just the front."

"My daughter took this picture the minute I opened it. You can put your thumb under the wing, that is how far it stands up off the pillow, and you can see the little stitches along the edge. I ordered the pink one for her that night."

"The purple is exactly the purple in the photograph, which never happens. Mine has been out on the porch rocker since it arrived and two neighbors have already asked me where it came from. I wrote the name down for both of them."

I gave my mom the Landscape edition and she teared up — because someone had actually painted every page by hand. She changes the month like she’s hanging a new picture.

It lives in my recliner in the den now. I sit against it every evening and it still has the same shape it had the day it came out of the box. The white is a real white too, not that yellowy cream you usually get.

"Bigger than I pictured, which I was glad about. It sits across my lap while I watch my programs and my hands stay warm on the velvet. The lace goes all the way around the back as well, not just the front."

"My daughter took this picture the minute I opened it. You can put your thumb under the wing, that is how far it stands up off the pillow, and you can see the little stitches along the edge. I ordered the pink one for her that night."

"The purple is exactly the purple in the photograph, which never happens. Mine has been out on the porch rocker since it arrived and two neighbors have already asked me where it came from. I wrote the name down for both of them."

I gave my mom the Landscape edition and she teared up — because someone had actually painted every page by hand. She changes the month like she’s hanging a new picture.