March Hare Madness

Whilst tidying today, 

I came across

a bag filled with snipperty bits of felt

and fabrics

I could feel a welling up of making-itis

and reached for a piece of paper,

scissors, pen and threads.

Snipping snipping,

soon two little hares

appeared,

one gold coated and his chocolaty shadow.

Tiny blanket stitches,

tiny bits of floofy stuffing ...

soon my hare

looked a little less flat.

Little Hare had to choose his tail...

would it be a greeny grey one with spotty dots?

Would it be a pale yellow one with a little heart?

Or would a shade of blue look better with his coat of gold?

Whilst deciding the perfect tail,

who should I spot but two little fellows

made many years ago

by a very much younger

and smaller son.

I'd forgotten I'd stashed these precious little folk in my button box,

now - at least ten years later,

I am making my own little felty creature.

It made my heart squeeze with both love and nostalgia.

Meanwhile, Little Hare continued researching

the perfect tail

and decided on the one he wanted.

With tail firmly added,

Little Hare met his 'cousins'

and wondered if they would like to become broaches too. 

Then he hopped up on to my jersey,

settled down

and kept me company for the rest of the day. 

I might be looking for more snipperty bits of felt

to be inspired by.

I feel another bout of making-itis coming on.

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