The Théâtre des Lapereaux (Theatre of the Young Rabbits) is made from an upcycled wooden frame and reinforced cardboard, handpainted with non-toxic acrylics. Newspaper clippings and wrapping paper ends are pasted and sealed to the sides.
The top is open so that the puppets can be lowered onto the stage, and the backdrop is removable for easier access.
This antique lace was owned by my great-great aunt, and the buttons are vintage early 1900's.
Under the stage is a pocket to store puppets and props.
Included a card telling all about the theatre. ♥
Lavender's blue, rosemary's green.
Nasturtiums tumbling out of their pot. They don't exactly climb, they sort of flop and tangle around.
Baby lemon growing on my mother's Meyers Lemon tree. It had dozens of blossoms earlier this spring, but only a few of them seem to have been fertilized. Lazy bees.
A shamrock in bloom. I bought it on sale after St. Patrick's day. By the way, I have red hair. Back around St Patrick's day, a strange man saw me walking across the parking lot and yelled, "Oh, the luck of the Irish!" Not Irish, sorry.
Baby cucumber! Cucumber vines have male and female flowers, and I don't trust the bees to figure it out. (Not many bees in my area.) So I've been experimenting with hand pollination, and this cucumber finally "took."
Of all the bean seeds I planted, only this one has germinated. It's shooting for the sky.
Pea plant! It may be too late in the year to start peas. Apparently pea-plants don't like extreme heat, which Florida certainly has. But I'm dreaming of fresh peas, lying in their pods like little green pearls...
Broccoli, so stately with its silvery leaves. I coddled my broccoli plants through the winter, recently transplanted them to a large pot, and they finally are thickening up.
Miniature climbing rose. I love having roses growing in between my vegetables: beauty mingling with humility.
The first tomato of the summer. This is a Beefmaster tomato plant. Yes, fear the Beefmaster!
When I am queen, you shall be king.
Say hello to Runcible Spoon! He's the newest foal born this spring at Double L Ranch. He's also the first he. The other three babies are girls. Runcible Spoon has an adorable quarter-moon marking on his face, which made me think of "The Owl and the Pussycat."
They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon.-The Owl and the Pussycat, by Edward Lear
Runcible has curls in his mane: it's very soft and fine like baby's hair. He's also the foal who's the least skittish around humans. He let me rub him and hold him.
Runcible Spoon on the left and Lucky Moon on the right. Once all the foals are born, I want to do a series of paintings of them. Only one left to go now: the mother is due sometime in May.
A cute moment between James and Lupin. The cut in James' neck is almost healed, and they finally got their long ragged hooves trimmed. So on the whole, they're feeling much better.