This blog is for Gail because she is starting to felt and was talking about doing a card. I couldn't get this picture from my photos to just email her because it came up in a completely different set of photos and could not be moved to my desk top or anywhere else that I could figure out. Oh well.
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
I hate all the things I can not figure out on the computer but I am not going to spend significant time trying to figure it out because I have better things to do. I do want Gail to see this though.
This card did take a lot of time to do but it was enjoyable time. Needle felting is not really my thing right now but I do enjoy wet felting which is what the base of this card is.
Amelia died suddenly a few weeks ago. I still feel her presence. She had the most beautiful locks! And such luster. She was a Cotswold. Amelia always let you know she was around. Like Charlotte and sometimes Gretta, you knew Amelia was beside you or behind you without turning around or looking down.
Amelia came to live here when she was maybe a week old with her mom, Hildegard from the Frontier Culture Museum. Amelia had a wonderful life here as one of a flock of 9 sheep.
She would have been 11 years old in April. Sheep live, at average, 10-12 years. Amelia was not an average sheep though. She was personable and liked kids and having her picture taken.
Amelia will be missed but never forgotten.