My Quidditch project for match 4 is a selection of ice floes... but only one is the real portkey.
Now they must hibernate until they are sent off as holiday gifts (with soap) next month.
In other news I have been making soap like crazy in anticipation of a little show this weekend. I am super excited and hope it goes well.
Knitting on Fox Paws continues and I started a little scarf as well. It may be cutting it close to finish the whole thing by the 30th but the pattern is simple enough that I can work on it in little chunks of time here and there.
The last baby bird is coming up on 6 months old (where does the time go?) and is clearly a male. Yellow face, whistling, displaying feathers and stalking around are all little dude behaviours. I moved him in with his older sister (Peaseblossom) and he is getting used to more attention. Just need a nice Shakespearian name for him. His sisters are named for fairies in "A Midsummer Night's Dream" as is his "uncle" Robin Goodfellow. Oberon is too fancy. Bottom is too silly even for me. I'm sure something will make itself apparent. His dad is Hamlet... perhaps Horatio will fit.