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I just added a lion and a peacock to my Etsy shop.

I never get tired of making these cute, smiling lions.

And this little peacock - which is actually a BIG peacock at about 4" square. I've been working on this peacock since February - it was still snowing when I was felting the green panel. I made this guy in many parts - the last being the addition of the crochet doily before felting all the bits together. The feather panel took the longest amount of time because I had to make a thin, consistent piece of wool out of a ball. The eyes took a long time...okay, everything took a long time, but I'm so thrilled with how he turned out. My husband just adores this Plumpie. I think I'm going to take some time off from larger creatures and work on the minis - which are popular and provide some instant gratification...
Lastly, even though it was a long weekend, it didn't turn out to be the kind of weekend/break I needed. I ended up having to do a lot more than just craft - and it turned out that I had very little time to felt. This was sad and I'm still feeling a little like I may never have the time I need to finish all of my projects. I just wish life would settle down a little. I need a respite.
I hope everyone had a lovely long weekend! I hope you all got in a lot of crafting and fun time. I'm going to take my own advice now and will "keep smiling" until all of the craziness of life passes. I'm sure it'll settle down eventually....

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  1. OMG!!! What gorgeous cuties!!! I adore both of them! The peacock is adorable and such cute details! I feel the same about the weekends, they pass by so quickly and I'm always running after time :))

    PS. Your Koala is so happy in JooJoo Land, although She misses you so much! :) xoxo

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  2. that lion is *SO* proud of his curly locks lol! I'm betting he's fantasizing about being in a shampoo commercial - co cute!

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