A self portrait, painted upon himself.
Sophia and her friends played in the tree house all day yesterday. I think she forgot it was there because the trees and bushes have really grown all around it. They hauled a whole picnic and art studio up there. I tried to tell them that everything they hauled up they had to haul back down, boring old practical mom remark. Have I become one of those?
Sophia and her friends played in the tree house all day yesterday. I think she forgot it was there because the trees and bushes have really grown all around it. They hauled a whole picnic and art studio up there. I tried to tell them that everything they hauled up they had to haul back down, boring old practical mom remark. Have I become one of those?
I have been developing some softie patterns, and here is one of my favorites.
I named him Oliver. He is made of cotton fabric and wool felt.
I think he needs some brothers and sisters, don't you.
I will list him in the shop when he has some buddies to join him.
I will list him in the shop when he has some buddies to join him.
Have a good evening.
3 comments:
I love that Owliver! So darling! and wise.
That is the coolest owl ever!!
Sophia has an amazing tree house. To this city chic, that tree house looks like a fairytale!
Tree houses aren't legal here.
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