There's a bird who has raided the strawberries:
And a basket of strawberries and a butterfly:
And there is one blank pocket that does (thank goodness) have its border worked--so that will be started tomorrow evening.
I'd thread up the needle and begin tonight, but I almost dislocated my jaw with that last yawn, so I believe I will take myself upstairs and to bed. It's been a long, long week . . . and one more day to go.