It's the middle of February. A little ladybird has just crawled up one of the electric cables which leads to my computer. Beautiful red against black. She's come all that way to see me. She is still very small and has only two tiny black dots on her red body. One on each side.
Now you're walking across my screen. Six little busy legs, two trembling antennae and a white spot on each side of your head.
I wonder who sent you. When I was a little girl I was told that every ladybird had a secret to tell me.
