I wish I could say that I used all found objects to make this little abode, but I did not. I went to Michael's, originally seeking yarn. One does not simply walk into Michael's. Its sliding gates lead to more than just yarn. Anyway, you get the idea. There is a section with a bunch of wooden thingies, precut in every shape you can imagine. I also picked up some Martha Stewart glow-in-the-dark paint, but so far the glowing effect hasn't impressed me. Of course, I added white to the yellow paint because I wanted the glowing windows to look quaint and cozy, like a warm fire is crackling inside, not a toxic waste spill. If I had used the paint straight out of the bottle and layered several coats, perhaps I would have glowing windows.