Enough of Winter Sleep

Incredible amount of snow here! I wonder where did it all come from, is there any left for polar bears. Hmm, let's see if I can find Mr. Strong's footprints somewhere here, a week ago he left to south again. I'm planning to travel there soon too, just have to finish the pile of homeworks. Before that I'll make snow tunnels!

Paper, Scissors, Hammer

Today was the best day to stay inside, and do some paper crafts. It's been rainy and gloomy, all snow is melting and streets are covered in ice. So I took my tools and started crafting.
Since Mr. Strong is almost 1,95cm tall, I decided to make a real size figure of myself. It's whole 65cm tall, but I'd rather call it cute than short. The figure is made of thick cardboard, and it's put together with love.

 Cutting and gluing, taking Molla home wrapped in plastic, we're sitting on a bus.

Molla at home!

Cherry Café

It was last saturday. I had lost my sense of time, when Mr. Strong suddenly showed up to my door. I didn't know what time it was. For last days I've been sitting in my room sewing, crochetting and stitching. My fingers hurt, but I had to finish everything for Ofelia. It's already this weekend.
Mr. Strong took me out to get some fresh air, he had some nice place in his mind. I was looking like I need a huge cherry pie, he told. My eyebags were so big I could have rent them as sleeping bags for someone. Well, we found the place, went inside, and I have to say it was the biggest cherry pie I've ever seen. Mr. Strong was so thoughtful and kind to take me here, even when he must've been busy too. He took whiskey, and disappeared.

 

This is what I've been making for Ofelia market. So cute tasty necessities; rings, brooches, notebooks and all. There's a few pieces of each of these, but I already took one of the spoon rings to use. My favourite is the apple container, there's quite a lot of space inside to hide your treasures.

 

Ofelia

It's not my favourite sport, walking in a snow. A while ago, when I went to Mr. Strong's office, I was walking my eyes almost closed, as usually. Suddenly a warm yellow light from some pretty looking building hit my eyes, and I stopped. The house was bright red, like no other building in the city, it was calling the passers-by to walk in. I went closer, took a peek from a keyhole, and what I saw, Ofelia! The most adorable winter market of the whole year, right there inside! It says it would open on December, so I still have to wait. Actually, I booked my own table, and will be in Ofelia on sunday 12th selling my red apples.