Remember how hard it was trying to decide what to make?
Remember feeling the cold grass between my toes?
That was Fern Flat
Remember feeling the squishy clay between my fingers like a my purple slime?
Remember listening to Margy give us the instructions?
That was Fern Flat.
Remember seeing lots of cool things drying on shelves made out of clay?
Do you remember the smell of chicken food wafting from their cage?
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