Crafterrific
baby’s first felt club
The day before Felt Club, my printer died. I had already encountered a few snafus before that, and I was ready to throw in the towel. “Okay,” I told myself, “maybe the universe is telling me I’ve done all I can do and it’s time to see a movie.” But I decided to suck it […]
Read more >>Practice makes pretty
I spent Sunday afternoon re-learning how to use my sewing machine. I spent half of that afternoon trying to thread the needle. I started a new project, a mini project, on a whim. I had no pattern, no instructions and no earthly clue what I was doing. I just had an idea, and I thought […]
Read more >>Craft Day
Some of my favorite girls came over Saturday for some crafting, and it was a perfect way to spend the afternoon. We hijacked the dining room table and camped out on the living room floor, armed with all kinds of art and craft supplies. Two girls worked on a quilt, two more cut flowers out […]
Read more >>A stitch in time
This weekend, Stella and I cleared the dining room table and sat on opposite sides without saying very much to each other. Sunlight crept in through the window, dreamy tunes filled the air, and, without paying any mind to the time, we sewed. It was my second time to use my sewing machine and my […]
Read more >>Stockings hung with care
Last year, I made stockings kindergarten-style, adding sparkly red glitter and glue to cheap, red-and-white fur. They were cute and they did the job, but this year, I wanted to make something a tad more sophisticated. So, I used felt. Okay, okay, I know felt doesn’t exactly echo sophistication, but the results are starkingly more […]
Read more >>They never let poor Rudolph join in any reindeer games
this is soupy, my sock dog. he’s not really a dog. he’s an orphan rabbit who’s just pretending. shhh, don’t tell him you know. he thinks he’s fooled ’em all. (note: other sock dogs are hers, not mine.) but can you blame him? the other pets — sock dogs and kitties, alike — have the […]
Read more >>Beads, beads, beads
it’s a bit like knitting, i’d imagine. i can sit on the sofa with a handful of beads and wire and pliers, and the hours vanish into each other. loop, insert, loop, stretch. the repetition is relaxing, even soothing, and i forget i’m doing anything at all. unlike painting with watercolors or tending a garden, […]
Read more >>Ladylike & crafty
there were stacks of pretty paper, piles of markers and splashes of color and glitter. we used cutting boards and hole punchers and scissors with squiggly edges. we ate chocolate and guacamole and apple pie a la mode. and all i could think was: “this must be what heaven is like.” everything you love within […]
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