This morning while rooting around the kitchen, I uncovered a bunch of potatoes that had sprouted eyes. If THIS isn’t an opportunity for some folk-art, I don’t know what is.

These guys only have eyes for YOU!

I’m contemplating leaving them on Bobby’s pillow with a little love note. (Because last time I checked, potatoes SCREAM romance. Ha!)

As an added bonus, here they are again backed by two different colors. I couldn’t settle on just one!

Happy Friyay, friends!