There we are, my first attempt at felt art since Christmas and about time too.
Small confession....the dog is my imagination running wild, so is the person in actual fact but you're fractionally more likely to meet a person like that rather than a dog...I think.
You're more than likely to find pine cones though because you often find them squashed amongst the stones of Palk Walk come Autumn.
As usual I had to persevere. I thought I'd captured most things during the wet felting stage (because I spent at least one and a half hours laying the wool out plus silk fibres) but when it dried I seemed to have left most things off! I stabbed at it with my spiky needle for what felt like ages to little avail, came back the next day and was in the zone!