Well, this little light of Harriett’s, actually. She’s the 80 pound goat I took from my lovies up at The Farmer’s Husband after she expired during childbirth. I fashioned her hide & head into a rug which has turned into a rather complex project involving fiber optic lights and whatnot, and her feet have been spun into candle holders:
Please pardon the waxy bits I forgot to dust off before photographing, I was too excited by how festive the red candles look with these hooves.
These are just two of Harriett’s four peds, I am in the midst of fashioning the other two into candle holders as well. I’m quite smitten with the idea of honoring this beloved goat with light.