I'm so fortunate to have a husband who's completely content to act as my assistant. "Gather as many good looking walnuts as you can." I order and there isn't a quibble.
He carries rusty metal in his pockets for miles and alerts me to interesting bits of trash. He makes suggestions and critiques and handles my disagreement with critiques like a champ. ("What? No, the cracked, large walnut can't go at the very bottom, too predictable." )
|First one I made without using my hands.|