Sunday, February 27, 2011
When Jake and I sorted through the driftwood stash, I immediately saw a pterodactyl in this one (or, as Jake reminded me, what we think a pterodactyl looked like). We decided he should be the guardian for the treehouse. Not content to leave it at that, I dug into my stash of taxidermy bird eyes and found the biggest, scariest ones ever, and drilled holes and put them in.
Last time friend Deb was here, she brought me a stash of stuff for my creative endeavors, and in the box was a wonderful piece of bark with perfect knothole in it. I immediately knew I would do something with it, but I had no idea what. Well, here's what happened to it.
I just love it! As Nils said tonight, "I think you are having as much fun with the treehouse as Jake is." I'm sure I am.