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Chirping Crickets

They're such a lovely sound, but not on a blog. I am feeling like myself again and have been needle felting for the last couple of days. I'm working on a giraffe, a big brown bear, and a sleeping fox. I hope to list them (and anything else I can muster) in my shop on Monday. My mom said to me that every time she looks at my shop, it seems like I'm on vacation. I felt kind of depressed at this and realized that my little shop is very important to me and I feel bad that I haven't been creating for it.

I hope everyone is doing well and I'm going to try to do more posting on here. In the meantime, the blogs listed on my sidebar have not only been active, but have been truly inspiring. Go take a look!!!!

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  1. Abigail - where are you??? We miss you, sandy and toby : )

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