We are renting a house that had an orange table downstairs. The other day I lugged it upstairs, it was very heavy, but I am professional at moving furniture around. I can even move things with minimal grunting so as not to wake napping Walter. The table is now our dining table and my sewing table. It makes me very nostalgic for my childhood because we lived in a house built in the 70's that had a very Brady orange counter in the kitchen. Our kitchen floor was vinyl faux brick and I used to roller blade on it. Last weekend I was visiting my hometown and I drove past it and my heart almost stopped from a very powerful flood of memories.
Above you will see three finished owl girls. They have tails and nice, flappy wings. I imagine they have formed a nocturnal club that meets at midnight in a tree house to eat things dipped in powdered sugar.
4 comments:
Oh man love your creations! Great stuff, and great content for your audience!
Great post, I admire the writing style :) A little off topic here but what theme are you using? Looks pretty cool.
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Geee, just found you, your monsters are great!!!
What a beautiful creations. I love it.
Greetings from the Netherlands.
Yolanda
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