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They grow up so fast....
The ducklings have turned into ducks:
This is probably a good thing, as Zu Zu is losing interest in them. She's been flirting with me and looking for a spot to make her nest. At some point, I'm going to have to let her back in the garden with the others (as it is, she's had to be rescued from the drive half a dozen times over the last couple of days, although I think I've now got enough of a barricade to keep her in), and I fear it's going to be before the ducklings can have adult food so they'll have to stay on their own at least for part of the day.
This is Magrat, middle duckling, and Letice, on their way to bed. They are nearly as big as little Maggers. They are all girls, so suggestions for suitable Pratchett witch names welcome (and for the Campbells, who will probably be indistinguishable from each other; I was going to name them after the witch Tiffany trains with, who has two bodies, but it turns out that she's just "Miss Level" with no first name given, and I can't really call one of them "Miss" and the other "Level").
I admired a bag at Little Quilt Club a few months ago, and was subsequently presented with the home-written instructions for making it. They may have been the worst instructions I have ever had to follow, especially without a picture of the finished bag for reference. Now that I've made it, I do think I could make another quite easily, but actually it's turned out better than I thought it was going to, and almost all of the dodgy bits are hidden away inside. I do wish I'd realised how the handle was going to attach before I decided to make it two-colour, but there we go. Hand sewing the final binding was a bit of a nightmare: three layers of wadding and something like eleven layers of fabric to get through. Still, it is done.
This is probably a good thing, as Zu Zu is losing interest in them. She's been flirting with me and looking for a spot to make her nest. At some point, I'm going to have to let her back in the garden with the others (as it is, she's had to be rescued from the drive half a dozen times over the last couple of days, although I think I've now got enough of a barricade to keep her in), and I fear it's going to be before the ducklings can have adult food so they'll have to stay on their own at least for part of the day.
This is Magrat, middle duckling, and Letice, on their way to bed. They are nearly as big as little Maggers. They are all girls, so suggestions for suitable Pratchett witch names welcome (and for the Campbells, who will probably be indistinguishable from each other; I was going to name them after the witch Tiffany trains with, who has two bodies, but it turns out that she's just "Miss Level" with no first name given, and I can't really call one of them "Miss" and the other "Level").
I admired a bag at Little Quilt Club a few months ago, and was subsequently presented with the home-written instructions for making it. They may have been the worst instructions I have ever had to follow, especially without a picture of the finished bag for reference. Now that I've made it, I do think I could make another quite easily, but actually it's turned out better than I thought it was going to, and almost all of the dodgy bits are hidden away inside. I do wish I'd realised how the handle was going to attach before I decided to make it two-colour, but there we go. Hand sewing the final binding was a bit of a nightmare: three layers of wadding and something like eleven layers of fabric to get through. Still, it is done.
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