That is how I wrapped my beloved's present on Valentine's Day.
Does the hand-carved heart look familiar?
I use it to make letter sets and itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny notebooks, as shown above.
Taco couldn't help himself. He had to investigate. He wanted to know why
he wasn't getting a heart-adorned package.
(I told him I make him enough cat toys for a cat army.)
And my beloved brought me a bouquet of roses.
Hot.
Pink.
Origami.
Roses.
I can hardly believe his paper-folding talents, myself.
This place is like a hot bed for creation - people often whine about living someplace boring, but I think that boring places make interesting people.
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