Sure, one has to be a bit crazy in the first place to even begin a task such as this, but I've long since shrugged off that concern. Making teeny tiny fake food is the kind of insanity I can get behind. But four days of tic-tac sized strawberries almost put me over the edge into that other less enjoyable flavor of crazy.
Over twelve hundred strawberries.
A day and a half of rolling red clay into strawberry shapes. Two and a half days of poking little "seeds" into those shapes. (I can add seeds to four strawberries per minute at this point.) And then another day to add green tops.
Over twelve hundred strawberries.
At the end of this work I have a modest pile. Not even enough to completely cover the bottom of our glass pie pan.
I put off the big batch of strawberries for precisely this reason. With a long check list to get done by the end of the month I was enjoying faster items like apples, crookneck squash, and eggs. I was loathing the idea of spending almost a whole week on one thing, and one thing so tiny that even at the end I would still only have a handful. But I did it.
And surprisingly the process only made me a little crazy. I guess I really am the kind of person that can stare at red little balls for days on end. I don't know what that information gives me but I thought I'd share anyway.
Over twelve hundred strawberries smaller than a popcorn kernel. If you'd like to meet some of these little ladies in person come find me at the holiday craft fairs in Missoula. If you aren't in town visit my etsy shop, there's lots to see.
xo
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