Going all pensive

I've been experiencing rather fierce pangs of missing my gran recently. I don't know where they're coming from, so suddenly. But it's mostly when I rummage through my buttons, most of which used to be hers. It occurred to me that buttons are particularly nasty swallowers of memories, as they're not something my gran would have passed to me during her lifetime, and now I want to know where some of them come from, there's nobody do ask.

Hmm. Now I've started to listen to Tori Amos, and it's not helping.

On to crafty matters, then. I'm working on a wee sequel to this, but that's still a secret. My reason today for rummaging through my box of buttons was another swap I've joined on Swap Bot. I made a couple of fox pins to go in.



The pattern's from this book, and I'm glad to finally have found a use for the patterns in there! Most of them are very cute, but don't really work for me as stuffies, as they're kinda flat, and the heads are usually stuck on one side. I don't know. Seems weird to me. They work well enough as pins, though, and this wee feller:



...is certainly rather charming. Quite faff to make though, with all them tiny bits. I'm very nervous about actually sticking him on my bag, as I don't want to lose him! Might have to make a dedicated bag and sew him on. Hmm... now, there's an idea!