So the Frogs and I have been discussing new hobbies.
Mustardseed, leaning over the water-bowl, was the first to recommend the idea of Carving, citing that it involved creation but perhaps not the same intensity of thought, being fairly monotonous, woody, and useful. He then winked in my direction.
Mustardseed said that it was fairly monotonous, woody, and useful.
Slightly confused, but faithful in my Friend, I decided to pursue the hobby. And so, like a fabled treasure hunter or fortune-finder, I set out to find the Tools.
The list of items to collect was as follows:
4 Carving Knives
1 Saw
2 Rasps
2 Sharpening Stones
1 Sharpening Strop
1 Guide Book
The sharpening stones and strop I obtained from a great herd of Whales, who had found them among the wreckage of ancient ships, namely, Achilles' arsenal ship, Myrmaid.
The guide book I found in the cracks of a glacier, taken there by Hygelac, an old and experienced woodcarver who had met a frozen end among the Floes.
The rasps and saw I found tucked away by some creature (who called himself Tom,) deep inside the knot of some ancient and whistling tree.
The knives I found, wrapped in cloths, in an ancient ruin of Scotland. They were somewhat phantasmal at first, with a red hue, but sure enough they came around to the world of the not-mind, and I was able to clutch them.
The locations of these were somewhat hard to find and the journey somewhat long. But, sure enough, given motivation and effort, I found the task to be as doable as any other, if only one were to try. And so I set to work Carving. I have catalogued my progress in a similar Journal, available at a certain confusing but reliable (as many Frogs are) location:
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