Hot off the press, I just sketched up my next needle felting project. Peacock! Having been stuck in the office all weekend (subtitling mainly wrestling and old football matches - urgh!) I can hardly wait to get jabbing with this tomorrow. After this, I'm going to attempt something three-dimensional and make myself a couple of felted cacti to go in a pair of lovely old egg cups I have. I even splashed out on a couple of plant flair speech bubbles for them from my colleague, Claire of The Bellwether. One cactus is going to say, "Hiya," and the other will reply, "Bonjour!" I haven't yet decided whether to make them look like real cacti or whether to give Hiya a tartan tammy/googly eyes, and Bonjour a moustache/beret. Nothing like racial stereotypes to brighten up your pretend succulents, you know.
Needle felting is really getting my creative juices flowing! Could you tell?! Just a shame it's not helping me be tidy or useful in any other way... Well, Dulcie is four now, I'm sure she can practically fend for herself.