An Idea

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I woke up at 11:30 this morning. Conan and I decide to go for a walk. Throughout the walk, we found lots of Cardinal feathers. Some On the ground, some straight out of the sky. We collect them all. I tell him, "Hey, if I continuously find these feathers in the next month, I would like to start making a quilt for our baby girl, and use the feathers as stuffing. As the stuff to make it plush. And maybe I'll even make myself one. OOH! And maybe I could preserve a ladybug, that has passed on. It sounds weird. But I know lots of people who collect dead bugs, and preserve them, and put them in a frame. We could do that. What I'm thinking for that is, we could place the Cardinal feathers in the shape of a heart, and place a ladybug in the middle." "You're a very crafty woman, Aren't you?" "Oh yes I am! I just think this is so unique and I just want to always have something like that to always have this comfort and peace and happiness I feel when I see this stuff." "And I think that's a cute, lovely idea!" Conan says.

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