These are not mine.  Nor  were they made by me.  A shame,  because I’d love to be able to lay claim to both those things.  They belong to the owner of the “Bamboo Budha cafe” on the central coast – a cafe I often frequent because my toddler sleeps peacefully there and I can get some work done.

But I did get to hold them and inspect them and take photos for inspiration.  Aren’t they beautiful?  What was really interesting, was that the balls were not perfectly round but the stitching itself was very symmetrical.  So I’m guessing that the stitcher did some pretty ingenious fudging on the fly.