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Sometimes the seed of an idea would pop up in the head when I least expect it.  While eating, while walking along the street, while sleeping….usually at the most inconvenient times when I have nothing to jot the idea down.  Sometimes, the seed would whither away.  Sometimes, the seed would take root and grow and grow.

This was one of those times when the seed grew into an array of colours.  (ˆ_ˆ)  The making of the cape is very simple.  Just four pies cut from felt and sewed together.  Add collar, add embellishments, add buttons.  And viola!

Tricolour Blythes

Tricolour Blythes