A few blocks from my work, there are a series of benches, backed by brick walls, separating a parking lot from the street. I noticed a few bricks were missing, and seeing as my crochet hook can fix anything, I had to give it a go. I just measured the hole, made a simple box, and filled it with wood scraps (thanks to Craft Husband, who trimmed down the wood).
So here is the big brother: Brick.
He’s endured for an entire month – can you believe it? No one has touched him, moved him, taken him down. I figured for his endurance, he deserved a little brother.
Husband and I put him in yesterday evening, but we didn’t realize there was an event in town and the parking lot would be guarded by a guy charging $5 to park. I said “hello,” stuck the brick in the wall, and jumped in the getaway car. I was so worried the guy would take him down immediately that we made another lap around the block.
We ran out this morning to check on him. May I present the little brother: Brock.
Good luck, Brock! I hope to see you and your big brother a month from now.