Last year sometime, the amazingly talented Jenny D, who also happens to be married to my sweet dad (step-mother sounds like it should imply that she has warts, or something), asked me to keep an eye out for a bowling ball she could have. I thought it an odd request, at the time, but her talent is random, not unlike my own, and I learned a long time ago to trust her instincts :)
The other day, she sent me a picture of the finished product and it's ADORABLE! Sort of makes me want to grow something in my yard on purpose so that I can have one!
