My Woodland Gourd House
Todays adventure started off with a simple walk through an orchard to an old brush pile. I was disappointed in walking around the pile, for at first it looked like their would be nothing for me to see, but I was wrong. There upon the ground was a sad old musty dried gourd. I don’t know how long it had lain there, and it had been very badly damaged, with one end smashed completely off, too boot. However, I was immediately drawn to it and thought I would glean it and see what I could do with it?! Upon closer inspection I found it still very sound. It only wanted a good cleaning, which I was glad to do. A toothbrush and wet baking soda worked wonders. I decided I didn’t want it looking too pristine. My first thought upon my arrival home was that it would make a very fun and funky doll. I pondered on ways and styles for hours, and even dreamt about it. A few days later I took myself off to the woods with my son, for the spring flowers were out, and many of the trails were free of snow...