Night of the Booby Bird

Sometimes the back of an embroidery intrigues me more than the front and thus ensues a struggle between whether I use the front or the back, sigh!  This is wip of a piece I call "night of the booby bird".  One night early in my breast cancer diagnosis the moonlight streamed in the window. Insomnia flew in and pecked at my soul and I felt the curse of the booby bird.