Whilst tidying today,
I came across
a bag filled with snipperty bits of felt
I could feel a welling up of making-itis
and reached for a piece of paper,
scissors, pen and threads.
soon two little hares
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,
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.