Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Growing Weary of Leaves

I just ordered like 60 more leaves in maybe ten different shades of amber, topaz, and brown. Crap, you'd think the 30 I already had would have been enough, but noooooo, I have to have a whole pile of stinkin' leaves. I have to be the Leaf Queen. Dammit. Hopefully that will finally be enough and that I still won't have to cram in more round beads.

As you can see, Grady is completely bored by the whole leaf thing.


Obsidian Kitten said...

I see at least three, if not four, normal-sized cats in there if you frogged that monster and re-knit new ones.

Severina said...

But every time I try and find the yarn-end he bites the snot out of me!