I want to take a nap in this magical woods filled with tiny creatures and fancy kitchenware.
It took me forever to find mulch for sale... I guess it's the wrong time of year for it. I went hunting for the smaller branches myself in nearby parks.... which lead to me touching dog poop. Because my job is that glamorous.
the wool birds are from here (and are currently for sale at Moss on the Danforth)
Now I need a Cadbury creme egg.