Lots of tiny pretty things catch my eye.
A little flash of red caught my eye yesterday when I was working on repairs to the horses’ gate.
At the moment I was unable to move the grass aside to see what it was, but as soon as the wires were twisted, I dropped the pliers and took a closer look.
The bright color belonged to a cluster of tiny crimson mushrooms. Of course I didn’t have my camera with me. It was a fence-mending job, not a nature walk.
So back to the house I went for the camera.
Tiny Pretty Things
Creating Tiny Pretty Things
Lately I’ve been making polymer clay sculptures and mixed media “Fairy Gardens”.
These are small and fall into the right category for this post too:
About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods
I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.
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