For several years I have accumulated at home a fair amount of sticks for sushi (Kuayzzi? Pinyin? Hashi?). No, the use of them, in addition to the main, was: and how chupits under the screws (then, however, it went to the purchased, plastic), and as a support for seedlings in the spring, and as a peg with a tag for already dacha.
But still the excess has been copied. And then before the new year there was some amount of free time. So I decided to do something like a carrier, albeit not quite a Christmas christmas, and at the same time and the subtle motoric was trained - too, they say, not bad prevention of dementia, not yet to recommend others.
Several evenings took this business. Bamboo, infection, solid, it's not a pine. With the window, again, I had to tinker - from the frame matches, from the bottle polyethylene glass. Toothpick, again, by the way, turned up on hand.
I thought than to worship the roof - and then the daughters remembered about the snappings (he and the bouquet) of wheat and barley, which in the summer collected in the country (he had a chicken coop).
With accuracy, as you can see, I have seams, but quite myself, as the Prathotovsky twicetels used to say, originally and picturesquely came out.
Just the dream of a Jungan hamster. Peremokhnu - Finish door, platbands on the windows and a woven, or ...