These are three junicorns from the weekend:
The greenman unicorn was an experiment on birchbark, which was only semi-successful - the bark flaked as I worked, and is still really fragile. A sneeze would peel off the colored part. I will have to apply some fixative to it, now that it's sunnier.
The garden is exploding. The potatoes are just peeking up, but the lettuce baskets are gorgeously frilly and full, and the delphiniums are eager to take over the world. I planted some garlic cloves I had that had sprouted, and they merrily shot up several inches over the last few days.
The voles seems to have given way... to ants. It appears that they have moved into the rocks around my garden, and while they don't appear to be damaging anything, I have had to squish more ants in my house recently than I am happy to.
Speaking of happy, Guppy yesterday came cheerfully to the door while we were outside working on the woodshed. "I have a terrible emergency!"
Then she hands me a warm, stinky pair of underwear and flees back into the house. "I have to finish pooping."
Yes, my daughter had handed me a pair of poopy underwear. BECAUSE PARENTING IS AWESOME.
We're going to go have ice cream sandwiches on the porch now and I'm going to just pretend that never happened.
Originally posted at Dreamwidth: http://ellenmillion.dreamwidth.org/1606453.html