This is “Nacho the Hug Me! Slug”. He’s on his way to Washington right now. He’s a custom-made gift for someone who likes to sing “The Slug Song”. I have to admit, I had no idea there was a slug song, and so I had to Google it. What’s pretty funny, is that the song I found starts with this:
Clearly, some slugs are meant for hugging. Mine are anyway.
Nacho has a fraternal twin, Paulie. Nacho and Paulie were made from the last of my pear green fleece. I found another light green, more of the color of the inside of a honeydew melon, also quite pretty. It’s the one on the top in the photo below. I picked up a nice lime green too, which will be fun to try.
These are Gene, left, and Higgins, right. They were made from the last of the baby blue I had before.
I’ll try to get Nacho’s pals up and ready for adoption tomorrow, in my Etsy shop.
I’m wondering if I should make some of my other flower photos available as prints. I enjoy looking at them myself, but I tend to never think much about sharing them. I love flowers, and I spent many long winters up in New York, pouring over flower catalogs, looking at the pictures to cheer myself up. I’ll have to see what I have and pick out some favorites to share.
I thought it might help to have a photo of the colors I currently have available for my fleece “Hug Me! Slugs“, and so I stacked them up. (Note: I’ve updated this photo since the original post, to reflect the colors I currently have.) I’ve realized that colors look different from one computer monitor to the next, but it gives the general idea. I’m not sure what I’ll do when I run out of some, and add others…but for now, it’s something 🙂
When I’m doing a lot of sewing, like I have been this week, or when I’m making things with my hands, activities that don’t require writing or talking, I’ve noticed many times that it seems to turn off the verbal part of my brain. I’ll think in pictures or colors or shapes, or I’ll put things together in my mind. Then I find I don’t have as much to say, or I can’t think of anything to say at all. I find that pretty funny since, normally, I talk quite a bit. I wonder if it’s possible to forget how to talk altogether, if I were to stop talking long enough. If my blog posts become shorter and shorter, you’ll know what happened!