A beautiful sunny spring afternoon to felt outside in my 'felting kitchen'. The birds are curious, right above me is a nest. Lilac buds are swelling. A squirrel runs along the fence to see what I am doing. I love this long season of wet felting outside.
I collect the colors of wool I need and smile at the pile of soft hues. I always think they look like a wooly cake when they pile up layer by layer. Then the water magically shrinks it all! I love the alchemy of colors merging with wet felt. My hands glide over the soapy wet wool. A rhythm occurs, my heart beats joyfully. I am working on a bunch of orders for my spring story apron, which is my favorite instant puppet theater! I love knowing these will go out around the world to enchant the children.
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