See that sweet little thing?
I’ve been wanting to make it since I saw it on Pinterest about,
two months ago.
I’ve had plenty of time to swing by a store for supplies.
Plenty of time to sit at home and cut out leaves and stitch them together.
But I haven’t.
Here’s my great big theory:
Adults aren’t “supposed” to play.
We have other things that are “important” to do.
And this makes me so, so sad.
I don’t want to turn fifty and realize that I haven’t made anything in years.
I don’t want to lose the dexterity of my fingers or my mind.
I don’t want to lose my creativity, my ability to say, “Hey, I could make that!”
and actually do it.
I’m starting a Third Thursday Craft Night.
sewing, painting, needlefelt, needlepoint,
making shoe clips, hair flowers, leatherwork;
if I had a forge,
We all need a time to be creative.
we have to make appointments with ourselves in order to make that happen.
Consider your own bad self invited.
Come make things.
(and? if you email me pictures of what you made, and a little blurb about it,
I’ll post them all here!)