The kits are ready to send off this morning. Putting them together got me thinking that I should be creating work of my own. Sometimes just having my hands in the fabric stacks inspires ideas and the need to create. I want to try that trim with this fabric, maybe add in some of those cut-out felts....you know. This big wallpapered portfolio was a find from one of the church sales. I think it was made to hold placemats and linens in the 60's. I found 2 and they both look like wallpapers that were in my room growing up. I use them now to store my fabric collages. And there is one I want to finish.
It's almost done. I had forgotten about it until I looked out in the yard and said hello again to our new tenant.
She has moved in for the summer and totally owns the yard where she lounges about, sleeps openly in the sun and nibbles the clover regardless of activity around her. She and the chipmunks have worked out a co-op situation where they stick to the shed, rocks and creek, she gets the grass.
I met a baby bunny on the road near the house last spring. I was walking by and looked down to see the tiny shivering ball huddled up against the new curb, way too high to get over. I know she was thinking, sheesh, don't look at me, I've got plenty of problems already, but there was no way out of this without the poor little thing having to cross the busy road only to encounter another too-tall curb. After a ridiculous scene of stopping traffic, and my herding her to the rescue, I shuttled her up into a neighbor's yard under a bush. Where she probably caught her breath and thought, this is so NOT where I wanted to be, meddling lady!
But at least I could walk on without worrying about her being flattened on the road. And of course, now I like to think this bunny is the rescued bunny, that she found her way across the road when she was older and street-wise. She knows we're happy to have her here. And that I promise not to bother her again. Maybe she even knows that she inspires me. Me with my coffee cup lingering at the path, talking to her in the grass.
Or maybe she is thinking, for Pete's sake, are you thinking about putting a bow around my neck? Zip it, would ya? Go get some work done!