It seems a person can’t mention her hamster’s refinements without somebody starting up about the gracious manners of their own guinea pig. Soon we will see a gerbil enjoying an amusing Sancerre and an omelette aux fines herbes (extra herbes). (We owe the photo above to Ruth at Woolyheaded, where they also plate the pets’ entrees.)
The story behind yesterday’s photos is that, in her years-long quest to get our Teddy Bear hamster, Buster, on Cute Overload, Carrie mezzaluna’d up a mirepoix of parsley and carrots garnished with a cherry tomato. She swears Buster did not eat off the plate, “he only sniffed it.” Well then. Moving on.
In lieu of knitting or sewing, I’ve been collecting supplies (a hobby unto itself).
This bag is going to be turned into….a bag. A much better bag. (I love a Barnes & Noble tote bag, don’t get me wrong, but they just don’t make ’em Japanese enough for me. Where is the wabi and the sabi?) I’m calling 1-800-Cristina in to consult on this one. If I get on a roll, I do not rule out using Stephen Colbert’s head for kitchen items and perhaps coasters. O the possibilities.
Small cuts of Liberty Tana Lawns from London, in imitation of Moonstitches still-emerging leaf quilt. The collection phase is just starting. Don’t expect to see this anytime soon. By the time I get enough fabric, I might be imitating something else on Moonstitches.
A moment of indiscretion at Purl Patchwork last Saturday.
Followed by another lapse. The themes here are startitis and stashitis, and a wicked bad case of Japanese craftomania. In other words, Spring.