T o y m a k i n g

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when and where clouds of wool turn into little toys.

Currently, I am cherishing the time I get to spend sculpting and felting wool after months of deep fantasy book writing as my neurons and intestines cool down. Playing around with wool in summer may sound hot but strangely it helps.

Wool penguins, seals and horse shall become gifts for two kiddos and an old friend. The daisy and the elephant are mine and my baby-book’s.

Have an imaginative new moon, dear planet 🦀 Pinch our species and transform our creative field into a nourishing and regenerative one.

Thank you, sheep… For the wool. I can only hope you did not have a tough journey :/ I was told you were sourced from a good place but who knows without seeing with their own eyes, and even then.