The sleet and wind have to dissipate eventually! Spring will come, and I will be ready with my latest Etsy purchase from gourdlady48. After I received my box of 25 egg gourds, I immediately dropped my other crafts to try my hand at wood burning a few. It's already been a satisfying craft.
The dried gourds are such a great surface! Right from the start I'm feeling fancy, since the color resembles those beautiful brown eggs that are at least thirty cents more than the white ones. When drawing the strings for Zentangle or the illustration to burn, stray pencil marks erase cleanly off. The shell burns to a clear and crisp mark, and the smell is pretty nice. The curves of these gourds limited my ability to monogram them with my typeface tips, but it was easy enough to work around.
The wood burned look alone is a little monochromatic, so I got out my acrylics (which, as I found during my painting brunch, are a little monochromatic as well). The egg gourds popped with polkadots from my metallic pens and kept the fun going. With a crafting bar of sharpies, stickers, and glitter, these gourds would make for a wonderful kids' Easter party.
Even young crafters might be able to accomplish this ombré egg. I started this one with Sharpie dots to set the direction for the rest of the decoration. From there I scattered paint and wood-burned spots that got denser as they traveled down the gourd.
Odd how adding two tablespoons of butter seems to make nearly everything better. It was delicious, and it kept us from having to trek back outside after the long trip home. So instead of foraging through a drive-thru, I could enjoy my racing boys swerving slowly around the couch on their roller seats.
Move it or lose it!
I've done a little shopping for Valentine's Day, including some bubblegum bath bombs from Etsy for the boys. The shop owner is just over in Kingston Springs, and she shipped the cute little fizzies post-haste! Such a nice find.
But the day of, it will be all about the candy. At times I start to waver on my chocolate lollypop plans, like when I'm climbing laundry mountain with no end in sight. But it's ten days yet, and I've not entirely lost hope. Wish me luck!