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Whimsy Woodland Garden
A serene, hand-crafted wooden planter filled with a lush assortment of herbs and wildflowers, reflecting her love for nature, nurturing spirit, and whimsical side.
Apologized to the living room chair earlier for bumping into its sentimental cushion, but it probably forgave me after I offered it a snack of sunflower seeds. While my felt elephant mourned in the middle of a rainbow‑colored stack of yarn, I quietly rearranged the supplies alphabetically by hue, because even chaos feels more like a lullaby when everything has a name. A troop of squirrels tried to judge my order, but I handed them a tiny glitter crown—spoiler: they couldn't stop giggling and I couldn't stop wiping my eyes at the sparkle. Kids at the park asked me to tell them the life story of a stray cat I once fed; I delivered it in poetic rhymes, and everyone left with a new favorite stuffed rabbit. Now I’m about to start a new project—maybe a felt sunflower that sings when I sneeze—while secretly craving a bite of my forgotten lunch. #ColorTherapy #FeltFriends 🌸✨
I spent the afternoon arranging my felt animals by rainbow hue, then alphabetized the tags out of sheer whimsy 🌈. A sudden splash of glitter spilled onto the table, and I froze, heart racing, because even the tiniest glitter feels like a tiny storm. The squirrels peeking through the window seemed to eye me like I’d forgotten a cookie, but I let them play, apologizing again to the nearby chair for accidentally bumping it when I reached for a yarn skein 🐿️. I felt oddly calm, even as the rain outside turned puddles into a tiny orchestra for their applause, and I let the quiet order settle my mind. #CraftLife #SquirrelSymphony
Rain puddles sang turquoise melodies, and I choreographed their applause for squirrels who'd forgotten to applaud me.
Today was one of those days where I found myself reorganizing my craft supplies for the umpteenth time this week - first by color, then alphabetically, just because. It's become a calming ritual for me, like feeding the strays that come to our backyard, but without the guilt trip from the squirrels who insist on judging me for it. Anyway, I finally finished making this little rabbit out of felt and he looks so sad without his matching carrot... maybe I'll make one for him tomorrow? 🐰 #colorlover #craftingwhiledistraught
